"To you, my ebony candle, burn
the path and the key to the beginning of light

When I entered the room again, the light did not burn anymore, I don’t remember if I turned it off myself, but it was definitely better this way, especially after the lighted room you’re somewhere else and the reality changes around you. But there was no pitch darkness, one curtain was opened a little and the light from the windows opposite merged with the moon halo helped me to distinguish the objects around: the old TV was not working, the squat nightstand in the corner, the pile of huge books on which I once spent , some small interior items, already seen and the best times in their life folding sofa, all said that the previous owners did not follow the updating of the interior too much for the last twenty years. The night light, penetrating through the slightly opened curtain, made it possible to see half the sofa spread out quite clearly, the sheets were neatly laid, the pillow was exactly at the head of the bed, and the blanket was not crumpled into one shapeless ball that was clearly not my style, for chaos in the bed is completely my element , everything betrayed the presence of my guest here. Her name was Mary, but I loved to call her baby Mary, because she was almost a head and a half below my height, younger than me, and it was the sweetest and most tender creature of all. She was sitting on the bed closer to the window, with her legs tucked under herself, and there was enough light in the room so that I could look at her elegant outline.

She was wearing only my T-shirt and I saw how the tips of her breasts were raised, she smiled, I didn’t see it, but I was completely sure of this, that she was waiting for me. I came closer and she moved toward me. I ran my hand through her luxurious hair, they were unreal soft and smooth, thick, showing strong genetics of her ancestors, the colors were dark blond, I was always poorly versed in shades and it was difficult for me to compare their color with anything found in nature but one day I will find a decent comparison, let it be a compliment for the future. I continued to stroke her hair, she pressed her head to me, I with both hands I gathered her hair in a ponytail on the back of my head and with gentle loving rudeness pulled her head away from me, lifting her slightly. She covered her eyes, everything was beautiful in her face: neat eyebrows, elegantly shaped eye sockets, a thin straight nose, delicate, slightly rounded cheeks, perfectly combined with the shape of her chin and lips ... Her lips were just perfect, as if heavenly sculptor creating she put all his talent and strength into this part of her body, and he was clearly not mistaken. They were the correct shape and size. And now they were barely opened, as if her breath had stopped, I ran the thumb of my left hand barely touching them, they were warm and soft, and I heard her sigh, her whole face and body were giving out obedience, I felt boundless for any continuation the power over her and the pulse just began to beat at a frantic pace. This is a great opportunity to take advantage of her all over, looking at her thirsty face and chest, piercing a jersey erection was just instant, with her whole nature she kindled passion in me. I stretched her hand to my fly, she began to stroke my penis swollen with hot blood, squeezing it, which made the erection only intensify. I could not wait any longer, I took off my pants, I did not have panties on, which was very comfortable, and firmly holding my hair in a ponytail, I brought her lips to him. This sweet moment, when the lips, still cool from rapid breathing, touch my end, put me in a paroxysm of pleasure.

I started moving her head and she obeyed. I was pleased to look at the top of how her lips stretched, how gently they slide along my cock, this is a beautiful sight, sometimes she took it whole, but more often it reached only to the middle of her mouth squeezing harder. She was beautiful, I watched and admired her.Sometimes I would tear her away to kiss, for it is impossible not to kiss such beautiful lips that give you so much pleasure, and she continued again, my beautiful baby Mary. I stroked her breasts with my free hand, she was perfect to the touch, perfect round shape, second size, my favorite, and her elasticity could not be compared to anything. I do not know how much time has passed, I continued to control her head, changing the tempo, then slowing it down, then speeding up, she stroked my hands, my waist and legs, sometimes she pressed her lips a little more, which gave me more pleasure and such moments I could not hold back a moan.

And I felt between my legs as if the concentration of energy before the explosion, it was growing irregularly and I could not hold it, I stopped Mary's head, and my seed exploded like an eruption and rushed her mouth with a series of volleys. It was such a strong feeling that I caught my breath and I bent slightly and loosened my hold, I felt Mary move her tongue and swallow my seed, it seemed to me that at that moment she was smiling. It is an indescribable feeling - to finish such a beautiful girl right in her mouth, it caused delight, it was nice, as if I fed her with myself, became a part of her and a part of me became a part of her. She licked the tip of my dick, kissed him and lay on her back, squirming and smiling. I lay on top of her, and started kissing her right on the lips, I know that many guys disdain to kiss their girls after blowjob, as if it was not their penis, but obviously not my case, I can resist because it is impossible not to kiss so beautiful lips that can bring so much pleasure.