And nobody else.’ I walked through to the kitchen and put the kettle on. She didn’t follow, instead just leaving. Matt suddenly appeared by me. �...Hey man, what was that about?’ ‘Women suck.’ ‘Yes they do, and they fuck, and they…’ ‘Not what I meant, dude.’ ‘Hey, chicks aren’t all bad, man, some are great. Hannah, for example…’ ‘I know, but I don’t want to be with Hannah.’ Matt appeared to ponder hard. ‘Black chick, hot, frizzy hair, fantastic ass… that was Sam, wasn’t it?’ I just nodded. ‘Ah.. His lips moved to the hollow of my throat and he kissed his way up to my jawbone. He traced it with his soft, supple, lips. He made his way to my mouth and he kissed my lips with unbelievable gentility. He kissed me and caressed me as though I were a fragile flower. His tongue touched my lips, pleading softly for entrance. I granted it to him, letting my tongue mesh with his. He took control of my bottom lip, kissing and pulling at it with his. I kissed back against him and wrapped my arms. . He black sexy stockings were held up by garters that hung from the corset and made her legs look incredible!! She wore over the knee shiny fetish boots that also fit her smooth legs perfectly and made her a good four inches taller. Her hair was pulled back tight against her head and hung down her back in a pony tail.But the most stunning thing was her face. The eyes seemed to dance with an electrical energy that seemed to only barely manage to keep from firing out lightning strikes. Her. Holding it just under your chin, you let droplets run down into your cleavage. I watch as your nipples harden with desire in front of me. A gasp escapes your lips; you squirm a little on your chair. You part your legs a little, revealing green silk knickers. They are stretched tight over your mound, a small damp patch already clearly visible. You pick up the bottle of bubbly and our glasses. “Follow me, darling, I’ve booked a room.” You smile as your tongue swirls along the edge of your lips. .