The gentle touch of her hands grew with the passion until she became a tigress, clawing me as she writhed in her orgasms. When she left in the early h...urs, I was exhausted. There was nothing left of me. I felt as though I had been devoured by her. Not that I really minded. By then I knew I was in love with her. The next day she called me on the phone. ‘I’m going to the mountain. My aunt is sick. I need to be with her.’ ‘How long will you be gone?’ ‘I don’t know. I hope only a few days. I will. She also has beautiful long, straight black hair that contrasts her light skin. One big embarrassing reason why I like how small she is, is because she makes my dick look normal. To be honest, I’m pretty small at just over 4.5”. But with Haylee, I appear “normal”. Whenever we have sex it’s like a perfect match. Tiny body, small cock. I mean I wish I was bigger, but I can’t change that. She’s even told me before that anything bigger wouldn't even fit in her most likely.One week, we finally had. When she was finished, it was a quarter after ten. Not having any means to get there except to walk, she decided to leave.The closer she got to the Venture Inn, the more shaky and nervous Sandra got. A single bead of cold sweat trickled its way between her shoulderblades and made her shiver, adding to the tremors that had wracked her body since leaving the house.Upon reaching the hotel, she simply stood outside and stared up at the lighted sign, its glow producing in her a kind of reverie. I reacted by raising my torso and unknowingly gave her more room to manoeuvre her hand onto my full erection and to start massaging it--another surprise and an unexpected bonus.I could feel my love juices building up and wanting to explode, but managed to stop her just in time.She moved on to my bum and simultaneously massaged my back and eventually moved around to my head. She worked over my head, massaging my shoulders and back. I was in heaven! I opened my eyes and looked straight into her.