1. Butterflies in my Stomach 1: Taken by surprise


    Date: 8/19/2015, Categories: First Time, Lesbian Sex, Mature, Author: julietbravo, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    Prosecco on an empty stomach - and we strolled along the busy quayside. Almost wordlessly. Our own heat intensified the heat of the night. After a few minutes, our skin was sticky and humid, I felt like at the Amazon River and not as in Central Europe. A container ship was struggling upstream with a deep rumbling, I felt the vibrations of the ship's diesel in my stomach. Or was it the alcohol? Or ... no, I haven’t had butterflies in my stomach for twenty years, this couldn’t be! You pulled me towards the small park in front of the railway bridge and away from the paved path. When you bent down to release the straps of your sandals, I realized that I was slightly wavering. Oh God, I haven’t got smashed so fast for a long time! We continued our stroll on the lawn, you were barefoot and with your sandals in your free hand. With my high heels, I was clearly handicapped! A park bench with comfortable backrest was next to a bush, it stood half in shadow. I pulled you there, didn’t want to continue reeling through the night. Breathing hard we sat down, but we did not find relief. The street lamp illuminated your face from the side. I could not take my eyes off you, I have always wanted to be so beautiful in my mid-20s! Our eyes crossed. Without a word. I opened my lips, and of course you understood the international language. There was no stopping us. The first touch of your lips electrified me, a flash of electricity ran to my nipples that straightened up like in a cold rain ...
    shower, and then to my lap. Wrestling of tongues. Hot breath. You gently bit into my lower lip and sucked on it like on a tit. I groaned. This cannot be true - I 'm not 15! And then with a woman! You let go of my mouth, hugging me fiercely. Your mouth moved down to my neck, leaving behind 1.000 kisses, and back up again to my ear. You gently nibbled on my earlobe, I heard, I felt your hot breath, so close. I suddenly got goose bumps on my arms and back as on a cold winter day. When you stuck your tongue into my ear unexpectedly I almost orgasmed. My goodness, what was happening to me? Where was I? Where was my safety belt? I sat there, a reputable business woman, mid-40s, in the dark on a park bench in the middle of this big city, wildly smooching with a young woman with whom I have exchanged less than ten sentences! But my emotions were not interested in a safety belt. My fingers followed the lines of your light summer dress, and when I came close to your bust, you grabbed my hand and pushed it against you. I felt your breast, felt how it raised and lowered in the rhythm of your breath. I grabbed it and held your breast that was larger than it seemed to me. You moaned loudly and leaned your upper body on me. I used my second hand and embraced your voluptuous torso. “Harder&#034, you breathed into my ear, and I did as I was told. I firmly kneaded your meaty mountains, wondering again about their size. You slid back and forth restlessly on the bench, now also grabbing my own breast, ...
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