Do you know the limit of tenderness? The limit of those feelings, unique and the sweetest in our lives, which we experience exclusively to the closest, desired by our partners. I think this limit is not.
I thought about that while waiting for you in a room filled with light, constantly shaking from every barely audible rustle outside the door, rushing to open the door for you and giving up on disappointment without hearing a knock. From minute to minute you will enter and I will be able to feel the warmth of your hands, the tenderness of your lips, the sweetness of your tongue ... The wait drives you crazy.

Finally the door opens. On the threshold you ... my welcome ... without saying a word you come up to me and pinch between yourself and the wall. I kiss you, tongue demandingly and persistently pushing your lips, weave with your tongue. Hands wrapped around your neck. You stand very tight to me, so I can feel you all. My back is pressed against the wall. Your hands hug my waist, gradually slipping lower, my kiss with every second all the more passionate. with one hand, I continue to twist around your neck ... with the second, barely touching my fingers, I run along the neck ... chest ... bare torso ... to the belt. I try as much as possible to undo it, it turns out. I rub my tongue over your lower lip and clasp it with my lips ... in the meantime, I cope with my fly, and now it is in my hand ... with one hand you lean on the wall, and the second you pass along my chest, a squeezed moan right into your lips ... and I slide down, kneel down ... it is right in front of my face ... I run my tongue from the base to the head, around it ... I clasp it with warm moist lips ... gently and quickly run my tongue over it .. you put your hand on my head ... I take it deeper ... clinging to the bottom with a hot, wet tongue.

You hold back emotions ... nothing, dear, I just started. I completely wrap your dick in my hot mouth ... to its very foundation ... and slowly release almost completely. I play with your head again with quick and light movements of the tongue ... massaging the bridle ... you can not stand, a low moan breaks from your lips ... you clench my hair in my fist, twirling it. I again take it deep in my mouth ... it seems, on the very tonsils ... with your hand you hold me ... slowly counting to five.

- Once - the head enters the throat ...
- Two - lips rest on your pubis.
- Three - God, how deep it is.
- Four - he filled the entire space of my mouth and throat, it is almost impossible to breathe.
- Five - you reduce the onslaught and I start to let it out from behind the mouth.

A few more of the same movements and you abruptly pull me off your penis, lift me up, and roughly turn me to the wall. Pulling my hips to my side, slightly bending down ... I bend my back and rest my hands on the wall ... Sharp, quick slaps ... then you squeeze my buttocks in your hands and enter ... right away, very deep. Another slap is an order to move ... I begin to quickly and finely move my hips on your penis, standing slightly on my toes ... twisting my hips ... you move me towards me, pushing him even deeper ... Sharply and with force you press me a wall with a breast and you begin to tear my body with frenzy ... The jolts are very fast ... I almost shout ... the last very sharp and deep jolts and you pump me up with your sperm, pouring it deep inside me ...