I placed my hands on her supple ass cheeks and held them tightly as I helped guide her along my shaft, her aroused and slightly swollen clit rubbing a...ainst the top of my shaft with each bouncing move.I moved my hands up towards the cleft in her ass, tracing a finger down her asshole and along her cunt, stopping at the bottom to wet the tip with her juice before sliding it back upwards, rubbing over her pert little hole with the tip of my finger. She moaned loudly as I caressed this part of her. I missed him. I wanted to touch him and I wanted him near me so I could smell his after shave and hear one of his stupid stories about Italy. The next day found me as a mess. My heart started to ache around noon that day, I was sure it was because I missed him so. The problem with three words seemed stupid now, insignificant and small. I became angry at myself for being so scared of every little thing in this world, for being a wimp, for only having the courage to touch him when he wanted to. I could see her hands on her pussy - slowly squeezing, then relaxing, then squeezing again. I felt like I was going to pass out.“First kiss?” she asked. I obliged. Our tongues swirled together like they were made for each other. There was no hesitation - only certainty.Moving in between her parted legs, I trailed my mouth down over her body: down her graceful neck to her perfect breasts, nipples now swollen in anticipation; down over her flat belly, stopping just above her hands that still. I would baste her. just fire my spunk to the back of her throat. It would feel incredible. I shuddered, the heat swelling and swelling in me. I groaned at how good this felt. How amazing it was to have her nursing on my dick. My face scrunched up as she sucked with such passion.I shuddered, my pussy clenching. The juices ran down my thighs. I sucked in such deep breaths. I loved every moment of her nursing on me. It was fantastic. A naughty rush to experience. My chest rose and fell while she.