After sometime she asked me about my girlfriends. I said that i don’t have anyone. Then her reply took me to peaks. She asked me “may you like ...e to be your girlfriend”.I went to upstairs (they live in upstairs) and knocked the door. She opened the door. I pinned her to the wall and started to kiss her. She responded quickly actually she was more waiting than me. We turned and turned around the wall kissing each other she word a nighty at that time. I inserted my hand into that by. "I gather somewhere along the line I would have to accommodate that cock again?" she said with a laugh. He just smiled.They walked the beach, enjoying the lapping of the water and the sand between their toes. They visited an array of eating houses in the hills and indulged themselves with the array of cakes on display, washed down with piping hot beverage. It was late when they reached the state park and by the time they reached the waterfall, long shadows of the approaching evening were become. She was breathtaking. I didn’t see her weight, I saw her . . . the very essence of womanhood.I put my hands on her hips and ran them up over the soft, ripples of flesh that formed as she leanedforward. I wrapped my hands around her breasts. After years of fantasizing about them, I can't describe how it felt to hold them . . . surprising, ecstatic, arousing . . . She grinned at me and sighed. She moved forward, freeing my cock, but letting her tits hang into my face.I kissed, sucked, licked. You turn and my hands are around you. My hand grazes your bottom and we kiss again. I hear your moans of approval as I press you against the counter. My hands slip under the shirt exposing you. I work my way up and kiss each of your breasts, standing out, so proud…so firm. Licking and sucking across your nipples. Making circles, going from one to the other.Lisa – “it felt like electricity shooting from my nipples, down my body, through my legs and down to my feet.”Taking my time, I feel your.