I should think of Sven. My love. My betrothed. My heart. He was the man I should yearn for.I forced away the image of my father’s face and pictured ...ven. That cocky grin, his thick, blonde hair so perfect for running my hands through, his bold chin that I loved to nibble on, his lean and muscular body, not brawny like a warrior, but dangerous. He had a grace about his movements, fingers dexterous.So dexterous.He knew how to play with my pussy. How to touch me, stroke me.I mimicked the naughty. HE STARTED SUCKING MY OUTER PUSSY LIPS AND AND MOVED ME UP A BIT SO HE COULD REACH MY ASS HOLE AND STICK HIS TONGUE AS DEEP AS HE COULD GET INTO MY PINK HOLE THAT HE SO LOVES TO FUCK AND FEEL FULL OF CUM. I DID NOT KNOW THAT JUST PISSING ON HIM WOULD TURN ME ON SO MUCH AND I WANTED HIM IN MY MOUTH AND EAGERLY TRIED TO GET TO HIS COCK AS HE LICKED AND TORTURED MY PUSSY OVER AND OVER AGAIN UNTIL I CAME AGAIN AND THIS TIME I SPRAYED CUM ALL OVER HIM SO HARD AND FAST DID IT COME OUT THAT IT FELT. "Please, call me Christian" he smiled, shaking my hand. He ordered a black coffee when the waitress came over, and then turned his full attention back to me. He looked at me with calculating eyes."You're pictures do you no justice" he said, "You are beautiful." Um, thank you," I stuttered, feeling my cheeks warm. "Now, I can imagine you know why we are here. I'm in need of something- can you give it to me?" he asked, gazing at me intensely.I held his gaze and I was accepting his offer before I. All the attention he gave me was awesome. He started humping me and carried on for almost 20 minutes. I had come twice and prayed that this never ended.He fucked me in several positions. Him on top, me on top, doggy,etc. They he lifted me and took me to the bathroom and fucked me again. He placed me on the tap and spread me legs. He stood right in front of my body and rammed his cock in my already wet pussy. We had a sexy bath together.Then he took me to his bedroom again and took out a dildo..