." Emyd said as he got up and pushed his chair in."Excuses, excuses" Aria shook her head playfully. As Emyd went to grab a soda from the fridge, Aria ...acked up the cards."You need a tutor or something Em seriously.." Aria chuckled."Don't call me 'Em', thats short for Emily" Emyd complained."Ok, Ok..... Em" Aria laughed."Ok thats it your gunna get it girl!" Emyd said as he grabbed her, threw her on the couch, and started tickling her."Hey, whaa... NOT FAIR!" Aria got in-between high pitched. I feel no choice but to continue what my naughty thoughts have started. My mind is trained on the thoughts of a woman’s lips. Lips that are surrounding the head of my cock and slowly gliding down its shaft. My cock has reached full attention. It’s thick and long in my hand, the skin is tanned and the head is sensitive as I glide my finger over the tip. My hand slides to its base as I give it a long slow stretching stroke, expanding the blood that has engorged it. I let out a moan as my hand. . When the heat just approaches the level of pain (and it takes much longer than you thought it would) I rise back up on my knees and kiss you with all the heat and passion you have brought me. I move back a little on the sofa so I can unbutton you shirt. You stand and pull me up with you. I slide the shirt off your shoulders then slowly begin to pull your tshirt out of your waistband. When I have worked that loose, I take the bottom and pull it up over your head. I lift my hands and slowly. He briefly resists and then lies down next to you; you look in his eyes and reach for him again. You want to feel him in you, but he tells you to wait.You feel how he undoes your skirt, and you start to moan again. You want him to lick your wetness; you want him to drink your sweet love juices, you want him to suck on the key to your desire, you feel his tongue burn deep inside of yourself. You feel how he gently removes your white cotton panties, how your shoes are being undone, and feel the.