Long deep kisses taking my breath away. You slowly move your lips down and around my neck sucking, tasting my soft skin. I moan quietly as the warm fe...ling moves to my pussy. We pull apart and say “hello”. I then take your hand and lead you upstairs. No sooner as we enter my bedroom you push me against the wall. Your hands cup my breasts through my top. Feeling for my nipples you rub and pinch them to hardness which adds to my wetness. You pull my top off and take off my lacy bra. Your tongue. As my children grew, they would be able to help, and then we could have some of those things.Through the fall, I hunted and gathered as much as I could. The deer, rabbits, and other animals had grown wary of me, but I in turn had learned much about hunting and stalking. Even the canids had learned to give me a wide berth, and they never ventured close to my home. I had two nice vests that they had donated to my wardrobe, and they apparently didn’t want to add to my sartorial splendor. I laughed. “You said anything… so take my cock; I'm gonna fuck your beautiful mouth.”I took him balls deep and he picked up speed, calling me “a good girl” and telling me to “lick my balls”. I even chose to go lower and he moaned, “I’m going to fuck your married cunt.”He put my ankles on his shoulders — that was quite high — and he pounded me. I thought somebody might hear and again bit my lip while letting him go as hard and fast as he could. The result was one of the most intense fucks and orgasms I’ve. Leafy greens, two perfect slices of tomato, a few dried cranberries, some crumbled almonds and a few other ingredients Lacie couldn’t immediately identify all sat in the bowl. A thin layer of oil had been drizzled onto the salad, a few tiny pieces of flavoring spice visible within the glistening liquid. Above the plate were two glasses, one tall, square and already full, the other empty, but it’s inverted bulb shape told Lacie it was designed as a wine glass. The wine glass may have been.