He is amazing, thick, long, and oh how I want him in me. He stares at me with a look I can’t quite understand. I grip him and watch his head throw b...ck as he groans loudly. Slowly I ease my lips over his throbbing head. He’s so hard and soft. My mouth waters by the taste of him, the saltiness of his pre-cum. I moan, as I glide my mouth up and down his impressive length. I suck, and lick along his shaft. I feel the rigid veins with my tongue. I trace the edges of his head. I lick up the top and. She was just bored. Ben was right, she should take a class or something, anything to fill up the hours and keep her mind from dwelling on how lonely she was. Anna sighed and turned from the window and went into the bedroom, kicking off her shoes as she went. Oops, not a good idea. She picked them up and stumbled over the dog as he tried to get to them before she did. ‘No, you bad boy,’ she scolded as she rescued the high heels. Patrick growled in frustration at being denied his opportunity to. He had kicked his shoes and socks of and was pushing his toes into my pubic hair. ‘This will be clear before I fuck u whore. Make sure there is never hair.’ He continued to play ‘Spread your legs whore.’ I did as far as I could with the restraints on my ankles, it made the other chain dig in and rub with his movements.. He worked his toe over my clit, and down towards my opening. I felt wetness in my pussy; he felt it on his toe.‘You dirty fucking whore lick my toe of your filth.’ I did though. "Let's have a dinner to celebrate tonight" I said.She smiled in agreement.We spent all day preparing our favourite little nibbles, some of ourbest celebratory food. There were candles, roses, and beautiful scentsaround the room jasmine I think. We dressed ourselves, just this oncenot wanting to be the same , not wanting to be sisters, but wanting tobe fated lovers. I choose a black and purple basque, drawn tight at thewaist it showed of the beautiful round curves of my tummy. My full.