I recall thinking, he might just be hear to kick my ass. But then, like metal to a magnet, I walked out into the rain towards him. When we got toe to ...oe, he looked down at me. Our eyes locked and I could see the fire in them. He then spoke in a much softer tone than I initially expected " Get on the table." I backed towards it as he followed.Back to the present, I held my legs up as he moved in. He pressed them down and ordered me to turn around. I turned around with just my socks and sneakers. She told me that her husband had never done this and she is enjoying it.I then unhooked her blouse buttons one by one and kissed there as and when I unhooked each button. She was giving moans and was pressing my head more onto her boobs. She was wearing a pink bra and she I unhooked that. The view was amazing. Her large melons were invitingI and I started sucking her nipples one after the other. She was running her hands on my head and pressing my head onto her boobs. After some time, I removed. The loft had been just one large room with only one bath as the only addition. They liked it because they thought it would be fun to live downtown in a space where they could create virtually any atmosphere they choose. Together, they had created their own special floor plan and filled their loft with unique décor they had chosen together creating their own distinctive style. As Erica turned onto Fifth Avenue, she could see their building up ahead in the distance. She knew their windows and. “Good Girl.” Another hard pinch on her other nipple, a sharp intake of breath. She wanted to show Him she could endure his ministrations so she sat still and tried to inhale. Sweat building rapidly, glistening her tits, thin tracks sliding down, lingering on her swollen, fat nipples for a brief moment, and then dropping tiny gobbets onto the very tops of her thighs. The pain was concentrated and intense. It felt like her entire chest was engulfed in flames and that two hot poker irons were.