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“Wow,” there is no limit to my surprise, “when did you have time?”
Ashley’s hip tattoo is the same as on my chest.
“Yours forever,” she whispers in my ear.
“Forever yours,” I whisper hoarsely in response, dousing her with hot breath.
I fall on the soft grass, the girl sits on top of me, and playfully holds my lower lip with her lips. She is no longer an innocent fool, but still shy, as if every time as the first, so I put my hand on her palm and lowered her onto my excited dignity. Her fingers tenderly embraced the men's firmament and began to play carefully with her. Suddenly, Ashley leaned over and gently kissed me on the lips, but I immediately deepened the kiss, enjoying the interweaving of our tongues. Without tearing away from her lips, I pushed back a thin strip of her panties, lightly rubbed her clitoris, and penetrated the bosom with two fingers, gently caressing her hot and wet pussy. The girl flinched and closed her eyes with pleasure.
“I can't stand it any longer,” I said, but my treasure was in no hurry to get off of me.
- Can I be on top? She blurted out and blushed.
Directing my dick, Ashley bit her lip, and I felt that I almost completely went into tight pussy. I wrapped my arms around her waist and began to help me sit down on firm flesh, trying to enter a little deeper. I realized how wrong. Butterfly? Tigress! She rode faster and stronger, surrendering to me with all the passion she was capable of. Ash gasped intermittently, and her marigolds pained into my chest, leaving deep scratches. It started to rain, but the rain was warm, completely superfluous against the clear sky. I entered the girl, holding her to me and covered her body with random kisses, along which raindrops flowed. With his lips he found his chest and began to lick it, delineating hard nipples with his tongue, biting them, drawing them into his mouth. Ashley presses my head to his chest harder, continuing to sit down on my cock in a crazy rhythm. I gently squeeze her hemispheres in my palms, burying my face in her wet hair, feeling the heat of her skin, touch my nose to the clavicle. The girls groans are getting louder and louder, and I understand that she is close to the end, but I do not slow down the pace, even though it is harder to hold back. Taking advantage of the change of posture, as a small respite, I turned Ash over onto my back and again began to drive into the body of my beloved. Ashley hugged me with her gorgeous legs around the waist, putting her hands on my shoulders. Looking like a girl pounding from a strong orgasm, I finished with a dull moan right into her.
The rain ended as suddenly as it began. We lay on the wet grass, spitting on everything that surrounds us. There were only me and her, and everything else turned into meaningless scenery, only distracting from the characters of this novel.
“Tell me, I'm better than ...” the girl faltered.
She nevertheless decided to ask about what deeply worried her. I looked the girl in the eye.
“Ashley, there are a lot of Olivia, and you are alone.” That is why I am forever yours - I poked my finger in the tattoo on my chest - and I simply don’t need the rest.
It would seem a few words, but mischievous lights lit up in her brown eyes.
The last warm days of August passed, giving way to cold and rainy September.The other day Jake came in, and he was excited.
- Tyler, why are you not answering the phone for the third day? - He said from the doorway.
I did not even know what to say. Jacob called me all the time, remembering too well my condition in those days.
- Everything's just great, come on.
The guy was surprised to notice changes in my appearance, cleanliness in the apartment and a pleasant smell of baking coming from the kitchen. We sat down and Ashley entered the room, offering the guest a piece of cake.
“Don't lose her,” Jake whispered as we drank tea, “you are very lucky.”
- I'm not going.
After a bit of talk, he left, inviting us to him with Catherine this weekend. In short, my friend really liked Ash.
Always emotional, the girl has not changed herself this time: while she was choosing the outfit for this evening, an entire eternity passed. Although she knew that for me, even in a sack of potatoes, would be the most beautiful and sexy. When Ashley was still ready, I could barely restrain a jubilant exclamation and, not letting her recover, she carried her into her car.
“Do you think they will like me?” - asked Ash, sitting in the "Ferrari".
- You have nothing to worry about. Besides, Jake is already crazy about you, ”I grinned.
Kr HouseandThe steel house was a small cottage with a fence surrounded by wild roses and ivy. A small garden, a swing - everything is quite simple and tasteful, and it was this simplicity that captivated Ashley. At the house we were met by Jake and Catherine, whom (of course, according to Jacob) could not wait to see my chosen one. I introduced them to the girl, but our conversation was unceremoniously interrupted by Chris, who was playing in the living room.
“The Godfather,” he threw himself on my neck, not uttering half the letters.
“Wow, how hard you became,” I stated, picking up the boy in my arms.
Christopher smiled rather, but then he noticed Ashley.
- Godfather, and what is this beautiful aunt with you? He asked slyly.
I set him down on the floor, and Ash sat down next to him.
- My name is Ashley, and you?
“Christopher,” the little one smiled sweetly and extended a hand to the girl.
“You're a Ty girl, right? He asked, a little quieter.
And then Ash laughed a warm laugh.
“You have such a wonderful son.”
Catherine directly blossomed. And Chris already confidently stole a “beautiful aunt” to show his collection of machines, many of which were presented by me. Kat joined them.
- Yeah, the little scoundrel repulsed our ladies, - I smiled.
“Let's go and have a drink,” a friend suggested cheerfully.
We settled in his office, which was a room with a wardrobe full of law books, an armchair, a sofa, and a balcony exit. It is not clear where a small table with a real Jamaican rum, a long-standing reason for our dispute, also appeared here. I appreciated the whiskey, and Jacob respected rum more by knowing the many recipes to use it. Now he has prepared for us some tricky cocktail. It was pleasantly calm, sober-headed to talk to an old friend. In all the details I told all the amazing events of the last month, occasionally interrupted by Jake, eager to learn all the smallest details.
- Yes, even a little bit and I will start to believe in miracles, - the guy smiled, - especially if I win one big case in court.
- What is it like to have a favorite business?
- You know, it's strange to hear it from you, no offense. I just do what I do. Not to say that I am delighted with all this, but how else I do not know.
- You know, I want it too.
I bet such a surprised expression no one has ever seen.
- Lord, Ty, what's wrong? Are you sick?
About this reaction I expected. But not what Jake said a minute later.
- You, the heir to the kind of Aderley, you yourself chop the branch on which you sit. You have a good education, you have been taught from childhood to etiquette and manners. And you act like a child now, in fact.
- Oh my god, is it you? You're a man who can not tolerate blue-blooded people!
“Tyler, if this were really so, you would not be the godfather of my son,” Jacob smiled slyly, “you just have to pin up you sometimes ....” Read more →