I want you to fuck me badly.But I want you to last a little while inside me.I have you sit down first.You comply with a mixture of puzzled excitement ...nd anticipation.I decide to boldly tell you exactly why I am doing this."I want you to take me on this counter, but I want you to last a little while. So, I am going to make sure you have a release first. That way, when you recover we can have sex for longer." I say.I begin to stroke your cock. I spend a little time just enjoying how it feels in. " No! Stop. I can't take it." She didn't want to open at first, her body recognizing my size and telling her in sharp stabs of pain to stop this, but I continue to force my way in with steady control, giving and taking no surrender. Her incredible wetness eased the passage, keeping her from tearing. Her body thrashing back and forth on the couch as it warred with itself, her eyes shut and hands helplessly fisting against the couch, her fingers aching. One side of her knowing I'm too big to fit. Only when I'm good and ready, I lower my face to your knickers and kiss. You gasp as my mouth connects with the material, the lewd act heightened by the orgasmic fragments still flitting like cherry blossom in the breeze.Sliding my hands up your thighs, I tuck fingertips into the waistband and drag down, ever so slowly, peeling the garment from its resting place amid a helpful wiggle of your shapely hips. The scent of our combined come is immediately released and I'm struck with. ‘It’s been a miserable week for me without you.’ ‘I feel the same for all I’ve been talking about is politics for the whole week,’ I lied. ‘I was glad to get away.’ ‘That’s the bathroom over there and this door connects to my room,’ he said as he led me through it to where he slept. ‘I’ve really missed you,’ he said as we stopped by the bed and he began to undo the buttons of my shirt. ‘I’ve been driving myself mad with wanting you in bed beside me.’ ‘I’ve missed you too,’ I said hoarsely,.