With sexuality that only a few women would confess too, let alone over achieve at. That’s one thing about this woman she was a fucking over achiever...I’d stash my picker and bag in the bushes and follow Michelle down the causeway. This was her hideaway as she called it. About half way down was a cul de sac. Where there were back entrances to two waiting to be leased storefronts. The one in the far back had an alcove that she led me too. Where she pressed my back against the wall and planted a. The moon lit the fields in such a way that I couldn't wait to get the fire burning and turn out the lights so I could sit and gaze at the wondrous scene.Someone understood the allure of that view and positioned the house to take full advantage of it.The windows were large and went from window box height nearly to the ceiling and wall to wall. Once I was certain the fire was self-sustaining, I switched off the kitchen and den lights, and opened the damper on the stove to throw more heat and. While she placed her legs around my body, I pushed her against the wall. Dalia moved her hips, and I could feel my cock against her vulva. Then my rock hard cock slid between her pussy lips inside her pussy. It was a feeling of long relief. She whispered in my ear to fuck her hard. I thrust my cock deep inside her pussy. I could feel the inside of her vagina rub against the front of my cock, a very stimulating sensation. While my cock rocked her pussy she was moaning in my ear. The shower was. You might be extremely clean (some women have no scent even after a long period of time) or the smell was gone after a day. I'm afraid I need to draw samples in real. :)But I don't care. The scent of your pussy was worth it.You won't get these panties back for some time. The smell is so sweat I could fall in love with you just because of this. I'm serious.Please forgive me for not accomplishing anything from what you wrote. Your writing was beautiful but I truly had no chance. If I couldn't.