She was making my mouth water. Literally.She turned down a side street and I lost her for a minute but she seemed to realize this and stopped to allow...me to catch up. I peered around the corner down the street and saw her waiting. When she felt like I was back on track she started walking again.I was mystified. Where was this chick going. This area seemed to have a lot of buildings under construction. But not many people were around. The woman continued slowly down the street. She could see me. "Anything else?" Your ass!" he groaned finally. "Your asshole, Mother!" Oooh, you're nice, baby," she mewled. "You want to fuck mother's mouth and [fuck her cunt and now you want to fuck me in the ass. You're very nice, baby."Billy stood up, his cock pressing against his shorts."Take them off," she hissed. "Take those fucking shorts off and let mother see that hard cock'"Billy quickly stripped his shorts off, dropping them on the couch. His cock stood up, pointing at the ceiling. His balls were. She stroked me gently, tenderly, lovingly, as she continued to kiss me all over my chest, leaving innumerable red imprints of her lips upon my skin. I idly wondered how I looked at that moment with my chest covered in red lip marks, and secretly wished that we could have had a mirror installed above the bed. Eventually, we left the bed for good. Since we typically shower (often together) at night, we got dressed and went out to a favorite French restaurant for breakfast before launching into. He looked her in the eyes, her full cheeks blushed, and her eyes hid under the curtain of her long lashes after a few seconds. He felt she wanted to open up with him but wasn’t brave enough or too shy to do so, which didn’t match with how she had been treating him since they met. Daniel slid the whiskey glass to her with his knuckles.“Our little secret?” He gave her a crooked smile, and a wave of excitement hit him when she opened a big smile. Holy fuck, he thought, she’s gorgeous.“Absolutely,”.