Joined by his navy wool. White undershirt pulled over his head while he pushed her blouse from her shoulders, trapping her hands momentarily in a silk...n prison until he found the buttons at the cuffs and released her.Mouths melded together. Muscled ivory chest against soft olive breasts.He kicked off his patent leather dress shoes before she tangled his slacks hopelessly at his feet then confidently drew her to the soft floor."Nathan," she breathed as his fingers liberated her breasts from. My pubic bone was grinding against her clit. She lifted her long beautiful legs up over my back. I used long slow strokes. She started to match my motions and pace. Sabrina Stansfield came again, digging her fingernails into my shoulders and pulling more of my cock into her. I didn’t wait for her to finish as I sped up the pace. She started moaning in a constant monotone coupled with a constant shudder. I hadn’t abused a pussy like this in almost two hours. I knew I had a long time to go. We sit opposite each other and every opportunity I get I hold and caress your hand as I stare into your seductive big brown eyes and feel as though I am swimming within your very soul.You notice that my gaze keeps dropping you the ample bust you have on show, you also notice that our waiter seems to stay longer than needed as he also is enjoying the view, this is helping to make you very aroused as I can clearly see your hard nipples visible through the shirt.You continue to tease me throughout. Since word came back that Tom had died, there is little for me to do but the chores around the farm, and the chores were getting old, let me tell you!The Man ... tall and easy on the eyes, with great size and muscle, he stood over me, and I fell into his eyes, Sister. Fell truly, and plunged forever into those eyes, hard as agates, softer than graphite, but black as coal. These are eyes that have seen Eternity and Hell, Sister, eyes that have seen pain.You will guess I did not remain chaste..