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drop Monday nights and Thursday nights. Have you ever had something so unique,
it's so good that there were no words to describe it, something you cannot
have them, or it seem unreal. Has that something never been a person?
Call me miss some unexplainable Since the first day we met, burrowed my
way into your every thought. You said it was because I was tall,
dark, and you liked my smile. Mister unexplainable on Brandon, that's my
real name, got full sexy lips, a dimple in my chin, dark
eyes, and a voice deep enough to drive a woman's panties. You had
my attention and I had yours. From the first day we met. Oh,
we worked together. You usually don't mix business with pleasure, but there
was something about me. We met on our first day of work. We
didn't exchange a word. Our body language said it all. Then chemistry between
us was undeniable, and our interactions they started slow, a glance here and
there, but nothing too much. They quickly turned into sarcasm and likely pick
a fight with each other. You made the first move by finding my email
addressed and sending me a message. It said the next time that we see
each other, you should try to be a little nicer to me. I
absolutely will, I responded. After two weeks of emailing, we exchanged phone
numbers to get more personal, and I can tell you it was nervous.
I was the first man you were connecting with after coming out of a very
long relationship. But share our conversation flows so naturally. It was so organic,
like we knew each other previously, possibly in a past life or something.
We soon discovered many similarities in our personalities, like music, we were
both home bodies, and we both like sex. It didn't take long to
see we were both very sensual and heavily attracted to each other. I was
surprised by your honesty and how openly you spoke to me. You were very
receptive to my suggestive hince you have been single for three years. She was
hungry from the very beginning of words, had you shook. You are an
extremely confident woman in the bedroom, but you haven't met a man who can
challenge your sexually. But I had your thinking. I had you one.
I had you need me intensely. One night, I told you I know
what I'm capable of doing to you, and I don't know if you can
handle my sexual appetite. You playfully responded, like, is that right?
You don't know that side of me, so I'll accept your ignorance on the
subject. I like when you talk this shit because the little did I know
you will a cage lying is ready to bounce on me. You haven't had
the desire to have sex in a very long time. I mean until you
met me. No sneaky lace, no smash bodies, no roster, no
nothing, but you were intrigued by me. I was not your type,
but something about me draw you to me, like a month to a flame.
I mean, yeah, I'm attracted, but it's not somebody you would
typically entertain. You cannot put your finger on it, but you know some
things are unexplainable. Two months had passed and I wasn't sure if you was
picking up on my hands, so I was like, fucking let me be
direct. Have you ever made for breakfast, lunch, and dinner? I
asked over the phone. I could tell your moth fell open. It was
the first time I just got straight to it with no hands. You replied,
you have, but you are opposed to being a full course meal for
someone again. Got you got the small doses of seductive energy you was feeding
me. What's driving me fucking crazy? You had started to send me a
picture showing more on once again, trying to raise my curiosity, but never
a new photo. That was never a thing. I had you wondering if
I could back up all this shit. I was talking Your birthday was coming
up, and you wonder your birthday was stick from me. You asked me
if you could see me for your birthday. I said, hell yeah.
We had to spend any long time together, Yet we only talked on the
phone where breaks you work. You were hesitant at first, despite our mutual
attraction. I was the second man you would be with sexually as an adult
following your breakup, the second man to see your naked. But that was
the first man in the stretch marks you be away game. It made you
apprehensive, but you were ready and extremely horny. You had plans during the
day with your family, so you suggested that we spend the night together.
You dauge yourself up for me. You bought a new dress and a new
lingerie for the occasion. You packed you and over my bag with oils and
goodies to prepare for wherever the night may lead us. As you're awaited my
arrival, you could feel your heart pounded through the sheer for afric of your
dress and pink panties. I'm five minutes away. You quickly changed into a
black sea through lingerie with matching thigh highs as the lettos. You have no
plans to hold him back? But should Why should you? It's your day,
my bag that I scary. I let myself in like you intended me
too. To look at my eyes told you I wanted to fuck keep it
for my words? Could damn girl? Look at you? You look at
as fuck. You still posted by the window, the blinds open, letting
the moon lay shine in. You smiled at me, but saying nothing.
You let your eyes do all the talking, and they were good at it
too. I walked over and guided you to the bed. The energy was
so thick and and wrong. Talking town was fucking over. It was time
to back up every word that was said between us. My hands and eyes
were gentle yet dominant. My tongue and lipswre litho and did things to your
body that you never felt. I knew exactly what I was doing. My
tongue had rhythm, and I queographed it. An awar went in performance on
your clip. The electricity that shot through your body is unexplainable. The wave
of back to back earth shattering orgasms cost your entire body. The tremmor I
fucking devoured you while my hands did have synchronized routine all over your buddy.
You bet yourself to keep you from screaming while you drift the sheets. I
can tell you wanted some dick to taste it. I gave you what you
never knew you needed. As soon as I was laid it in and welcomed
me, your insides clinched and you came on entrance immediately and forcefully. My
stroke was very intentional. I was not playing with you. I was a
savage that came to destroy every The rest I gave had a subtle power behind
it. Your face fell mind, you was moaning loud as a motherfucker.
We climbax to andison. You lay beside me, tingling, see as stars
and shit. We both just laid there, resting a bit. A few
minutes later, I round your thime. That was just the first round,
Remit. I had just done things to you that you never experienced. I
mean, you had plenty of amazing sex in the bads, but this was
different. Your body was flowing into another dimension, out of body sensation,
and your legs were loose and boldly like your little Your hands were trembling with
Yeah, it was beending, like you had just laid down from another drinking
tequema. You tried being still, but you were always restless after sex,
especially if you were still hungry, and you was always hungry. I took
my finger and slowly moved it up and down your thigh, touching you up.
You see a little bit every time, Taisy. You squeezed your thighs
together tightly and tried to suppress the orgasm building up. Gotcha, gotcha?
Yeah, Your eyes drifted down to my erection, slowly rising before your eyes.
You smirked at the side of it. You wanted to touch me,
You wanted to put your lips against mine, but you ain't want to say
him thirsty. Being our first time together, you were still adjusting to being
this way with me. It had been years since you had casual sex,
so this was still all new to you. At that moment, you started
to feel so vulnerable and insecure. You wrapped your arms around yourself. You
began to overthink day like it did? I feel good to it was your
grip, still holding his magic. Had you watch your touch, you knew
that would work for one man may not work for another soul. Little thoughts
ran through your mind. Insecurity was a new feeling for you, and you
did not like it. If. I didn't say anything immediately after, I
just that that had to be a good thing. Right As you lay beside
me, lost to your thoughts, I started to crash your body because I
was ready. Your heart began to raising. I could feel it, a
genuinely pumping. You turned on your side, intentionally rubbing your sensetive nicholas against
my heart. She'll strip to your body. I chuckled at your body's reaction
to me and smirkeding a devilish screen. Yeah yeah, cocky, but I'm
just your tight. You inched closer to me and rubbed your hands slowly down
my chest, enjoying how well my skins list moved me into your fingertoobs.
You gently scratched your nails down my own stomach and pelvis with your list following
there's your made my legs twitch. You lightly touched my shind and it instantly
jumped to attention. I could tell you it was nervous. You ain't gave
head in a long time, but you shook off that second guessing and stuff
down. You squeezed it in your hand. Pre cold started to come out,
and you graciously lowered your mouth onto me. You wrapped your lifts around
my crowd and let the warm air escape your mouth. You worshiped my crown
and gave it the royal tradmer. Taking your time on my head, you
slid your mouth up and down further until your lips kissed my pelvis. My
legs glibrated as you pushed me further deeper and deeper down your throat. I
was loving us. You loved how comfort to go out fit of your mouth.
It made it much more fun and pleased me. I grabbed your ass
and played in your hair when you savored every inch of me, My legs
stiffened, and I raised my heads fully, extending to your mouth. You
drip down your thighs with arousal. You love this shit. I reached down
and pulled you up, putting us in the sixty nine position. Our hands
bessized each other, tongue circling. The moons were in unison. We were
both about to come. You did your best to give me what I needed.
You tried to fight through it, but your body was weak. Your
sucks became more and more shallow slower. Your foot began to tap uncontrollably.
You were losing this erotic battle. Your hip squirmed. You tried to run
from it, but I wouldn't let you go. I held your waist tighter,
locking me in. You started to slowly grind that pretty pussy against my
tongue. I don't love the way it tasted on my lips. A shit.
I met your emotion with my own emotion, grinding myself into your mouth
into light up there. You opened your mouth. I held my position,
leaking every dropping you until its collapsed, sliding your body on top of minds.
This night would be the first and more saturated nights between mister unexplainable and
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