I need to cum. I need you make me cum. Send me to whatever that world is that you send me. Blow my mind away. Send me to the moon. Make me cum like on...y you do. Please. Please.”His fingers slid further into her shorts, spreading on each side of her wet and swollen folds. “No panties,” he said, calmly stating a fact.The haze in her mind cleared long enough to remember. “I left them,” she said. He gazed with a questioning look in his eyes, waiting and unmoving. She whimpered quietly.“Your filthy. Bending over and spreading a tablecloth over his desk, placing the candles in the middle, lighting them. His eyes watched every move she made, every time she bent over he could see the curves of her ass hanging out of her little jean skirt. As she took out the plates and silverware, placing it before him she leaned into his face. Noticing her cleavage, his eyes were focused trying to see her nipples. Just as he could almost make them out she stood up right and smiled. Okay, are you ready to eat. A man craves only for things he doesn’t have. Mostly fantasies in sex are cravings for the things you missed the most, things you haven’t experienced and experiencing the same couldn’t be easily possible. I’ve got a weird taste for women while I fantasize; I don’t imagine a slim, sexy, cup shaped boobs baby; may be because that’s already what my wife carries.In my own imaginative devil world I love to see women who are married; who are into their 30s; who has huge boobs; clean body, shaved. Two day later I was on the boat heading out to visit some islands, as we left the dock, Eddy passed out coffee to the others, I was sitting back relaxing in the morning sun when Eddy came to me with a coffee, we talked, a bit and he went back to work, we stopped at a nice lagoon, to swim, we all got in the water being alone on the trip was kind of bad, so I just swam around a bit, Eddy jumped in to keep me company, we talked a bit, I turned to swim backward to the and bumped into Eddy, I felt.