I just had the pleasure of meeting a very beautiful lady. We found each other on an Internet site met for a chat and a couple of drinks, decided that the chemistry is right and then agreed to have sex.
So on a warm sunny afternoon I took a shower; then took the tube across London and stood slightly nervous and sweaty in front of her apartment door and pushed the bell button. A beautiful blond lady in her 40s opened, wearing a silk dress showing her cleavage. I entered and she guided me through to her bedroom. The curtains in front of the windows were closed but let enough light to see her long blond hair and her beautiful body. Her bed was empty apart from the cover and a couple of cushions, we don’t need a duvet for what we had in mind. She dropped of her shoes and stood in front of me, her legs slightly apart. I walked behind her and hugged her. She was taller than me, so my plan to start with kissing her neck and her shoulders had to be changed. Instead my hands were following the shape and contours of here body before settling on her breasts, not large but not small either, a good handful. She wasn’t wearing a bra and I could feel her nipples rubbing against the silk dress. I stepped back and pulled the zipper at the back of the dress. It parted and glided down, revealing her wonderful body, trained, but still feminine, with a slight belly and soft wonderful forms that I am going to admire in the next couple of hours. She still had a white cotton panty on, ordinary but very sexy. I undressed and hugged her again, this time cupping here breasts with my hands and pinching the nipples between my fingers. Now I could kiss her, on the back, on her shoulders, then I walked in front of her and kissed her on her mouth, on her collar bone, before I closed my lips around one the nipples. My tongue circled that little piece of female joy, sucking it in and blowing it out as I felt her reaction. My hands wandered around her back, down along her spine. I traced the panty line with my fingers, feel her cheeks and her tights. My mouth has sucked in her second nipple, leaving it hard and wet as the first one. I blew on it and see it shiver in the sudden cold. I put my mouth back and gave a warm slow blow and warm it up before moving my kisses further down, her cleavage, her belly, her belly button. My kisses stopped just above the panty line; then I decided to be blunt and kissed her crotch. Our lips met, just separated by the cotton fabric. It was too dry and absorbent to lick, so I just pulled it down. The lady’s delta was in front of me covered by short cut hair. Her meaty pussy lips formed a perfect triangle, with a distinct slit in the middle where I wanted to go and where I wanted to be. I gave them a kiss, but the position was little bit uncomfortable for me, so we moved to the bed.
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