. vital, somehow. Really moreish. He'd have to be careful he didn't drink it too quickly, in case it went straight to his head.He noticed Daphne still...hadn't touched her glass."You're not drinking?" he asked."I don't drink wine," she answered. "I do love the aroma of a freshly popped bottle, though." She picked up the glass and swirled it beneath her nose, savouring the aroma. "Especially a vintage brimming with such youthful vigour."John smiled and shook his head. Beautiful, delightful and. I was so nervous leaving my flat and taking the subway over. When I arrived at his station and walked up from the platform, he was there at the entrance leaning against the wall reading the paper. As I approached him a wide smile crossed his face which I was happy to return. We shook hands as agreed and started walking back to his place, making idle chitchat along the way. It only took a couple of minutes to get to his front door and he ushered me inside. I took off my shoes and he lead me in. Maine unhe chair pe bithaya aur unki taange chair ke handle pe rakhne ko kaha jisse unki chut strech ho gai unki chut pe halke halke baal the gili thi thodi unki chut mai apni zubaan uspe ghumane laga pussy ko apni finger se strech karke aur andar saalne kalga apni zubaan wo bohot chharge ho gi thi aahhhh kar rahi thi. unki choot se paani nikalne laga tha maine fir apni ungli usme daal ke zor zor se Hilane laga aur wo jhad gai wo wase hi chair pe baithi hui thi mai khada hua unhone mera lund. As my head came out of the water he pulled me against his body. “I need you NOW, Rose.” As he spoke his hands wrapped around the back of my thighs and pulled my legs roughly up to his waist. Knowing what he wanted I wrapped them around him. His hard cock was now pressed tightly against my hot cunt. He started moving to the shore. Each step shifting his dick, rubbing it against me, making me wetter. I slipped a hand between our bodies, my fingertips rubbing over the head of his.