I watched this phenomenal fantasy play out. Watching her breathing labor, her hands shake. The intensity is growing. The beauty of this scene was indescribable.
I slid her golden almond colored, silk dress up to the upper part of her stomach, right below her breasts. My hands were so slow. It was like watching everything in slow motion.
A pair of small red panties hid her pussy. The kind that still has the elastic band but still had the ability to enhances her pale thighs. At the hem of her panties showed her chubbiness. It was delicious. I never went for the overly skinny women. A woman with curves and chubbiness gave me something to work with. To bite and devour. This woman made my mouth ache.
I could almost smell my sex. This wasn't just lust though. I was in love with this young, blind violinist. I couldn't deny it. It was raw and new to me. Something that little girls dreamed of having. A love so deep and unconditional that it was unbreakable.
This was new to her also. I wanted to savor her. To show her what could be. What we could have in our future. I didn't just crave her body anymore. I craved her mind, her sole and heart. I wanted to show her my love.
I leaned down and kissed her stomach. My lips were soft against her. My hands were under her knees. My mouth opened and tasted her skin. The taste of beauty lavished and settled in my mouth.
My tongue danced and twisted on her belly. It dipped into her belly button. I wanted her to get use to my touch and the feel of me against her. I worked my tongue up her stomach and slid it over her silky covered breast. I opened my mouth father and softly bite her left breast. Her gasp of lust was a pleasure to my ears. I watched her nipple get hard from my love bite. I grinned. I loved watching this woman. Her expression and reaction to the things I did was turning me on.
I kissed her neck. Teasing her with love bites and licks. I sucked on her chin. Then her lips came next.
My hands slid up her thighs. I hooked them under the sides of her panties. Our kiss deepened. The passion turned fierce and fiery. It was harsh. Her hands flew to the back of my neck pushing me closer. Our moans turned from soft to coarse grunts of open desire.
My hands gripped her skin under the sides of her panties. Her legs wrapped around my waist. My hands reached back farther and grabbed her bottom. She squirmed and gasped, exciting me more. Her pelvis was grinding into mine. Making me hot with lust. My legs spread giving her space to rest her sex on mine.
Our kiss became rough. I bit her lips and sucked on the tip of her tongue. She fallows suit and bites and sucks harder. Our kisses turn to a soft assault.
Her nails are digging into the back of my neck. I moved my right hand lower to her mound. The feel of coarse, curly, short hairs rubbed up against my fingers. I massage her mound in small circular motions. Her hips press into mine harder. She is trying to get closer to me. My other hand is gripping her bottom harder.
Her moans are driving our passion to new heights. Her back starts to arch.
Our kissing has stopped. Her moans are beating on to my lips. I watch as her desires are reveled to me. She wants this and I will not disappoint her. I will show her my love for her.
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