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Poetic meeting with a stranger.

  

By (user no longer on site) OP     over a year ago

I was looking at you, you were looking at me,the eyes contact could say it all

The attraction was mutual no needs of parole. We soon move to the corridor, I strongly grape your hands and drive you by my side.

We will be crushing our lips, they merge to the point that my cock grows like a tower building up itself gradually, my hand and fingers will gently explore your flower, I soon find out it is already a Fontaine telling me it is time to enjoy the source of it.

Your sensual touch, your lovely curves will make me believe that paradise was only made for us.

There we go the time to wake you up with some spanks on my favourites curves and you will be calling me naughty, naughty man and again naughty man that's even sweet to hear, you will whisper and your words like an aphrodisiac to me. You are truly my natural Viagra, your flesh so sweet and young in your mind that you look as a teen.

Then your appeal to take you, fuck me hard please you will say , it drives me crazy I will be like a plumber looking to fix a pipe, damn I have to wear that plastic to safe the spicy time lucky me I left one of them on the bed, hmmmm wearing it quickly there we go ready for a journey, The Hollywood industry behind us the in and out subject now as we both love it softly, gently then harder bouncing like horse rider, again and again... changing position then a brake fuck the break because it kills me, I hate to wear the second plastic, my mind is gone I wanted it without oh damn !!! The safety that's the killer grrrrrrrrrr

Anyway if the pop says we have to use the plastic, let's use it. so the second plastic quickly while kissing you Softly very delicate sensation.

End of Part 1, To be continued ...

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