I traced the outline of her feet, got up, and went to get my jacket.Wyoming in the fall was cold indeed. The leaves of the trees were turning colors, ...nd the air was brisk and clear. I got into town and found the items easily enough. The shoes were a problem, so I bought several pair of slightly varying sizes that were a close match to the feet outlined on the sketch paper. The pants had been easier, as I had measured her waist and leg length.With my mission complete, I returned to Matt's place. I continued to work my fingers around her outer lips,in a circler motion,feeling her fleshy folds,move with my fingers,I really wanted to fuck her so bad there and then,she would later tell me if I had got behind her,with how horny she felt she would of let me fuck her there and then.As I continued to swirl my finger,I started inching it a little deeper,first there was one finger,I stuck it in as deep as I could,I started motioning my finger as if I was telling someone to come here, I just. I swallowed as fast as I could, but it kept spurting and in the end it was too much for me. My cheeks swelled as his cum filled my entire mouth and I greedily drank it down, desperate to get as much of it as I could. The sweet flavor enveloped my entire tongue and he was still shooting white-hot load after load into my mouth. Eventually, it became too much for me to contain and it suddenly burst forth from my mouth around his cock splattering all over my face and body. Dripping down my chin I. ‘What are you wanting, my love?’ He asks me. I’m speechless at his request. There is so much I want, so much I need. I know he can’t give me a miracle, so I ask for the one thing I know he can give me. ‘Your love.’ With that said I lean up, using my elbows for support, and watch as his tongue slips down across the thatch of hair and he nestles himself between my legs. His hands press my thighs open. He brings his fingers up to open my swollen lips, so needy for his touch. I can feel the sweet.