In my own way, she thought to herself, not disappointed with his reasoning in the slightest. I love that. Her stomach suffused into a nervous pink fir...storm. But, what... exactly... should I do? She’d always rolled her eyes at magazine headlines at the supermarket like Ten Tricks to Drive Your Man WILD.Not something like that. I want to do something honest, and meaningful... not just some kinky gimmick to catch his attention for a moment, she decided. Hundreds of the novels she’d read had. Lay behind me dear. Don't go right for the pussy, she said, just slowly rub me, my stomach, my arms, my legs, my neck. Enjoy me, soft kisses, tease me gently. So i would slide my hands slowly across her stomach, down her soft thighs, up her arms and then she whispers, yesss..like that!! Then i nudge into her neck and just breathe, dragging my lips across her neck without actually sucking on it. I figured out quickly, when she spoons, she wants to be caressed and adored. She does NOT want. I looked into her a eyes a short moment and she looked back with that shiny look in her eyes, she slowly placed her arms on my shoulders and stood on her knees in an angle allowing deeper penetration but better stimulation of her inner spot, then that's when I felt it.At first, it was very warm on my penis, I felt like relief had finally arrived, and that I had not yet realized that this was only temporary, and that the aftermath would be very debilitating. But I loved her so much. I could not. . don‘t you think it‘s somehow over? She‘s in another country, another continent even... It‘s time for you to... well... move the fuck on.”An unknown voice interrupt your discussion. A sultry, very clear female voice. “Are you guys talking about me, heh?” Before you lift your head you already know that this sensuous voice can only belong to the black-haired angel from the bar. Tall and curvy like an Amazon she strides to your table. Her graceful movements almost seem unreal. Black latex covers.