Sandals and whiskey

He, relaxing sexy, beautiful, with a full and whitout worries air, including the chin over which the blade had not gone for a few days. Leaned over a braided wooden armchair, he enjoying his glass of whiskey with ice from the height of ten floors of the sea-facing balcony. He's extremely satisfied with what's going through his mind. It's the effect of the first drops of whiskey or the afternoon breeze ...
He immediately felt the veil of the perfume that had sculpted her creature in his every senses.
She, ready to go, asked in favor of his approval on the pair of sandals with straps over her ankles, “if they do not expect a night of dancing - to change them..?”

The judges in the armchair, looked at hers impatient ankles of the walk that is about to take place. He looked up on hers knees, sipping gallant from the strong drink. His gaze had be comforted of a pale pink dress that uncovered her shoulders, too naked for the wish he was installed at the top of his member. He cold urged her to approach. He took her hand and helped her place herself in his lap.
He raised the glass of whiskey, aware that the ice cubes had caused a last melody of her consciousness ... he took it to her mouth and asked her to swallow. She, obedient as a child it poured into the lips' aperture a touch of strong drink, leave it free to invade his mouth, in order that sense the flavors and to motivate the necessity of dessert.
His fingers were too close for not to touch them, and once kissed, he whispered in her ear:

• Suck it!
  The answer was not leave to be expected, and the girl began to suck his middle finger...
  Suddenly, the game had ceased, he dropped her mouth, looked at her and kissed her as he had not done before: dominant and cold. He slipped his palm with his fingers still wet on her immediately uncovered breasts, and taste with all the lust from the halo of nipples who was like the early cherries of May.

The blood began to squeeze wildly through the veins, and the sweet contractions caused by the stirring of her breasts awakened the woman from all three dimension of the time. He required to open her legs... He found her naked and full of the flavor of the moment; he rubbed it with slow movements and electrifying fingers, slip easily into it… and, analyze the effect: Ohh! it was a lost sound, ruptured from her lips and broken in the afternoon breeze !!

The woman, arching her back in the unison with him penetrations, but she wanted more than that. She rose up, without interrupting the irreversible, she pried open her legs, sat back in his lap and she covered him with the moving thighs in a slow dance. He was just as well and virile pulsing in the pre-ecstasy of her hips. She unleashes his sex out of the enclosing slit and slides very slightly over all his strength tight in one point. He plunged deep down to the edge of the abyss, enjoying the pleasure of the first afternoon penetration.
They was perfectly fused into one, they moved from one energy, delighting in the sweet gift of love, exploring the universe and the star breaks following the biggest explosion.
Ah, what sweet synergy at the height!

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