Easter Sunday

Easter SundayPretty much we stayed in bed all Sunday afternoon, kissing, talking and listening to music. The morning was so beautifully intense. It was raining outside and cold outside my comforter. He was warm and gentle. I remember him gently kiss my stomach and how it was driving me insane. He would slowly rub his hands across my nipples above my shirt and gently squeeze them. I remember us laying side by side and how I took his hand and put it underneath avrupa yakası travesti my shirt so he could caress my breast. He did and then he gently lifted my shirt and started to kiss my breasts passionately. His hands rubbing on my back, his mouth on my nipples. He was touching me in my most intimate spot and I place his hand right on the spot. His finger gently slid inside me and I was dripping wet. He rubbed me so gently, kadıköy travesti but firmly, teasing and caressing me to the point of extreme and total pleasure which happened twice by his finger and twice by his mouth, I must of been horny because it was incredible how easily I came for him. I remember his mouth on me kissing and stroking me with his tongue, tasting my sweet wetness. He put his finder gently inside of me and I thought I was maltepe travesti dreaming, but I knew I was not. Everything was so incredibly and wonderful and pleasurable. My body tingled with a desire for him. I couldn`t get enough of him and he knew it. Once he had given me all this pleasure we laid next to each other kissing. I remember kissing him and telling him that I wanted to kiss him and give him pleasure like he had given me. So I did, I took him in my mouth and licked and kissed and caressed his to the point where his body was in a state of intense pleasure that he just exploded. It was wonderful and he loved it. He had to leave so I got up and put on my g-string panties. He gave me a sweet hug and kiss goodbye.