You kiss me deeply as you slide my dress to the floor and press me backwards within your embrace to the bed. Your kisses move lower as I feel you slip...your fingers into my panties….seeking out my engorged clit, before you withdraw your fingers to slide my panties off and down my hips and legs. I run my fingers over you head and back as you gently bite my ear lobes. “You smell so sweet,” you whisper in my ear as you trail kisses all over me, as if to devour me with your mouth…The press of your. Poi la gola piena;il respiro impedito dalla tua pressione.E la pelle... molle, indomabile, intorno al prepuzio,quella pelle succosa che scenderà nel mio anfratto.L’unica cosa che temo veramente è il tempo!Quanto ti ci vorrà?Tu sei “lungo”, mio principe:puoi metterci un’ora... lo so!Dovrò soddisfare le ubbie del tuo piacere.Ti sento, lo sai? Anche se mi stai dietro;sento il ritmo che prendie il calore che ti sale alle tempie...sento quando ti perdi, e mi scopi in maniera meccanica.Se l’erezione. He’s big and he lasts, he’s gentle but his kisses ignite you, his deep strokes take you places you’ve never been. And look at you, you’ve got a body on you, shit, I’ll bet you like a fat prick in you, you’re probably one of those hot students there always showing on the telly. He must want you, he’s a real goat, I bet he only rented you the room cause he wanted to fuck you.’ As she got up to leave, she turned back and added, ‘I wish I was in your shoes Miss, good luck.’ Kiss dreamed of me that. He was eleven and wassuch a smart sweet boy. But he seemed withdrawn this morning."Alex, tell your brother to hurry up he's going to be late for the bus."Ann said between sips of coffee."Tommy!" the boy yelled, earning a look from his mother."I could have done that, Kiddo! Get your butt up out of the chair..." Mornin'." Tom said blearily as he rounded the corner into the kitchen. He was a typical sixteen year old. Mop of unkempt hair, baggy jeans anda rock band's t-shirt over a long sleeve.