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– I do not know why this time she invited me to her, to date, met in Canary Wharf Escorts. She was an old friend, we met once every two or three months, for a cup of coffee, talk, laugh, sometimes woes … and this time she invited me to Canary Wharf Escorts, I knew where she lived, she told me about it, but I was at the press first once. after half an hour of conversation I knew why the change, her husband went with her son for a week over the sea, and about whom she wanted to share with me was very personal.

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Canary Wharf Escorts – chapter 1

Her relationship poured up to the max. I know, I have not been perfect, but in relation to what it is. But now it’s serious, firmly distanced themselves from each other, recently combined their only common son, housing and credit. A lone father-son trip was the aftermath of this whole situation. We sat next to Canary Wharf Escorts slightly clinging to me and gently asked about it, she said, she suffers from a lack of sensitive gestures, touch. It was such a friendly hug, no caresses, no kisses. Just we are sitting, this position also favored the atmosphere of our serious conversation. – You want more cider? – He asked at some point , you know, it’s my favorite cake – I replied with a smile. We got up and went to her kitchen. As she walked in front of me eyes involuntarily turned on her buttocks, do not tell, she was wearing a dress that hid her shape slightly, but the ass stood out exciting. She stood at the counter, slicing more pieces of dough and I peeked behind her on the ass, which has repeatedly been the subject of my fantasy entertainment. I do not know if the others too, so they have, but then the spark for me was a mere gesture, just one point Canary Wharf Escorts hair swept aside. Apparently nothing, but at that moment I saw this gesture as much sex appeal … Until this gesture exposed the right side of the neck and shoulder … I could not stand any longer, I approached from behind, I hugged her around the waist and gently kissed her exposed neck piece. slightly sighed, but did not pull away, and even slightly felt like more suggested the neck. – Forgotten already how it is pleasant, she said quietly, do it again, and I will not let you stop mate – her voice heard smile. Okay, I hold you at your word – I said teasingly, and then kissed her neck.  harder snuggled into my arms, she turned her head and kissed me on the mouth, but not a friendly. Friends do not kiss with tongue. I could just stand here for hours for her, nestling, our tongues playing out with each other … my hands gently stroked her belly, my mouth again began to caress her neck. Barbara put her hands on mine and began to give them the pace and direction. Higher and higher, above, with her using my hands reached for her breasts. She had no bra, clearly felt the softness of her breasts. It was not large, it was not as firm as in teenagers, but very pleasant to the touch. M – nursed my son, she said, as if reading my mind – so he should be behind a solid kiss, I said – you’d better stay at the neck, because I do not know how it would end, warned But I already ceased to reign over what happens . My hands more and more greedily caressed her breasts, and lips have already started to hike below.

Canary Wharf Escorts – chapter 2

Caressing her back for the dress knelt, hands lifted up above the dress, so that I could see down the buttocks. Basia encouragingly stuck her go a little harder. I began to kiss ass, just as it did repeatedly fantasizing about him. Basia even more stuck her ass, his left leg raised, leaning it on top of a kitchen cabinet. Gently I pushed the white thong to the side and saw a pretty, pink scallop. Gently touched her tongue, I felt what is hot, what is fragrant, what is sweet … Canary Wharf Escorts for a minute off her foot off the counter, but only so that I could release it from the underwear, right leg back into place, and I felt like hand pressed my head to her femininity. Caressing her tongue slid up a little higher and my tongue touch her second hole – about yeah, I heard a loud moan of pleasure, of yeah, repeat … hard for a greater incentive, why not shifted further and harder  tongue into the hole. Basia began to gasp loudly, moved a hand on her pussy and she began massaging himself. I was in seventh heaven, I felt how very excited I felt her fingers slide on my pussy, I felt the hardness in his pants. I started again to move the tongue in the direction cipeczki, but Basia stopped my head and whispered: – do not go there, keep it up as you did, is wonderfully My tongue went back on the ass, rubbing her hand further clitoris … Her breathing became faster. I felt the stiffness in my pants, I had a great desire for more, I wanted to pull him out of his trousers, wanted to enter her from behind, I wanted to feel how hot it is inside, I wanted to feel her moisture, but this her breath, these rhythmic movements of her fingers on the clitoris These hip movements were so mesmerizing that staying in this position, Basia the disconnected, with one leg cocked up, his hand caressing cipeczkę and I was kneeling behind her, his hands I open her buttocks, and my tongue caressing the second hole. I could smell her femininity, I felt the humidity, the heat, the excitement … the first time I felt that I am close to ejaculation without touching the penis, her excitement worked so hard on me. Clearly felt that her orgasm is coming, no I’ve heard her breathing, wtrzymała him out of her mouth came out a muffled cry unless she has clouded his mouth with his hand, her body began to shake chills, but I have never ceased to lick, and she did not stop caressing cipeczki yourself …  she cried – soooo, now it was already sigh … Her movements ceased, I only heard her rapid breathing. Basia got up slowly turned to each other and our lips again merged, and our tongues danced together. – I’m sorry, she said, we should not have to do that, we should not have … – I’m sorry, but I could not resist … – very much needed, very … I looked at her, crumpled the front of the dress showed me what she was doing her other hand, how much fondled breasts that up dress require ironing. In the kitchen wafted a distinct smell of excitement, I felt that I also need to meet, but at the same time I knew that and so much had happened between us, and that now the ball is on the side of  and that now if she does not begin to do anything, I also do not I’ll start. Barbara grabbed my hand and pulled him into the room. We fell onto the sofa, Barbara hugged me, once again kissed me on the lips – I thank you, the first time someone caressing my ass tongue and the first time I felt what it’s wonderful. I know that you are not satisfied when you want, now I’ll take care of you, tell me how, and I’ll do it, I want to and you were just a blast to me. However, I felt that now it will be artificial, it will only meet the physical, that if now I will take him out of his trousers,  will take care of him as best he knows how, that my mouth, that probably I will come into it, that we will make the exhaust sex … precisely, to have sex, not love, but to have sex … And that would be sacrilege in this case, the worst thing prysłby climate, our closeness, our magic … – is great, do not spoil it, your happiness is the most important looked at me in such a way that all Alpine glaciers would melt in her eyes was so much happiness, so much positive emotions … – you’re wonderful, I did not expect such a response, but I could not have wished for a better one. I know I should not say this, but I have to … I love you, I always loved … I’m glad it happened … Now I know that it waited that I wanted this for a long time. I also know that you do not always have to do what needs to be that sometimes you have to do something crazy. And my celibacy only a few weeks in helping – Basia, you’re wonderful, you’re loved, I said. It was wonderful, a blast, I said honestly. – What about the cider, I could cut him up, bring.

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