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How Lieke Became Mistress Ginger 2

Date: 4/3/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: Bringtherapture, Rating: 1, Source: LushStories

what really attracts me, maybe because I feel it inside me as well. I could never put your incredible physical presence together with your shy and hesitant manner. Can we just get out of here?" I could hardly breathe and averted my eyes from his intensity. I could feel myself flush and stumbling for words, I banged my knees of the table as I rose quickly and blurted, "I been aching for you to ask me, let's go!" My studio apartment was on the sixth floor of a building just two blocks from the restaurant. But the walk through the noon-hour foot traffic seemed to take forever as we hurried, holding hands, but so tense that we did not talk or even look at each other. Once on the elevator, however, Mike took my head in both hands and pulled me to his mouth, a hard kiss at first, but then, while the car rose, just running his tongue around my lips as we enjoyed the sensation with closed eyes I broke away as soon as the elevator opened and rushed to my door, fumbling in my purse for the keys while he rubbed my shoulders. Stepping inside, I closed the door and pushed him back against it, dropped to my knees and began to nuzzle the hard penis that was tenting his pants. He leaned back and groaned as I nipped at it before unzipping and teasing it out. Gripping his balls through his trousers, I kissed its swollen head several times as my eyes moved between it and his face that was looking down at me. His penis was thick, much more so than any I had seen. Not particularly long, but so ... swollen and veined. Holding his gaze, I licked up its length and darted my tongue at the opening, causing his eyes to break away as his head fell back. As I took it in my mouth and began to suck, his fingers twisted in my hair and began to move with me as I picked up speed, until he groaned and pulled me free and stepped over to a kitchen chair. He pulled me close and pressed his head forward against my body, while I raised my skirt and pushed my panties to the side as I lowered myself onto his prick. As it entered me I felt incredibly stretched, but was so wet there was no problem, just a fullness as we sat, eyes studying each other, him carrying all my weight and buried so deeply inside me. When I began to rise up and slide on him, he stopped me, pulling down on my shoulders and just beginning to slowly rock us back and forth. The movement was slight, but very sweet and sensual as we pressed our heads to each other. We approached the point of no return closely several times, before we came together. Afterward, we shared my tight shower, then sprawled on my futon and sipped from a bottle of cognac. We lay side by side, reversed with our shoulders propped up by pillows so that we could study each other as our hands trailed about. Avoiding what had just happened, our conversation rambled for a couple of hours. Mike's body was thick, like his prick, but, even near 50, still fairly defined. He probably weighed about 220, since he was about my height. Body hair was abundant, all ...