THE ROMANTIC OFFICE SAGA: PART 6
…“Sorry, I do not want you to end it here…” she told me and pushed me under the shower where we rinsed our soapy bodies taking turns to pat each other and caress each other. She would stand under the shower and let water hit her breasts with her eyes closed, making them seem like horizontal fountains. An arousing sight to behold. I could see Sally was also curvaceous than she usually seemed in her usual simple attire….
After we finished bathing we headed straight to the bedroom. I swept Sally off her feet and carried her like few feet before laying her on the bed and rolling with her as we chuckled like little babies. We kissed hungrily as if we had really waited for this moment; deep quick French kisses as we caressed each other.
Her boobs were getting harder and harder every time I touched them. Her nipples were so erect like they can pierce someone. My johnnie was rock hard pointing forward. She caressed my abdomen all the way until she touched my hard johnnie and gasped as if surprised.
I pushed myself on top of her as she took my johnnie and placed it in her now wet soft petals of her love den. She took hold of it and began drawing zigzags on herself each time moaning silently, eyes half shut, gyrating her hips gently as if in rhythm to the patterns she was drawing on herself. This felt so nice I wished it would last forever. As she was doing that, I bent forward and began sucking her boobs in turn, taking time to draw patterns on her nipples. I would nibble her nipples and she would shudder all over her body as if someone has electrocuted her.
I then began licking her body slowly, gently with the tip of my tongue as if she was a one giant ice cream. Slowly I made my downward until I was hovering on top of her love garden. I took turns kissing her inner thighs, sending spasms of pleasure all over her in response to my kisses. I gave her mount a kiss and she let out a loud moaning, held my head and began pulling me towards her chest. I rose gently all the way until my johnnie connected to her honey pot. She took hold of it, directed it to the now hot wet honey pot before rising her hips suddenly sending it sliding swiftly inside her. At that instant, she pulled my bums to aid me to go deeper and deeper, each time she rose and dipped gently to allow me to penetrate into her eager honey pot, this went on and on until I reached the deepest point of her womanhood then she encircled me with her legs and hands, as if we were some sort of a wiring completing some circuit via our kisses, tight embrace and genitals.
The pleasure was so intense we just found ourselves getting so animated until the only noise in the room was our moans, groans and our pelvic bones slapping each other as we both rose and fell to the rhythm of making wild passionate love. We would alternate between me being on top and her being on top riding me like a cow boy who has suddenly known how to ride a horse.
I don’t remember how long it took, since all there was, was rolling on waves of pleasure and passion, rising and falling like a speed boat in the deep ocean of love being rocked up and down by waves and currents until it came to a point she let out a one prolonged piercing scream which also startled her until she reached for the pillow and buried her head inside it to continue giving out muffled screams; simultaneously letting out a powerful jet of gushing hot fluids from her honey pot that splashed my bedsheets as if someone was practicing sprinkling irrigation on my bed but one thing was for sure, her honey pot gave my johnnie continuous milking until I exploded inside her like a rocket making my entire body shudder as some leaves in a thunderstorm until some tear drops fell from my eyes due to feeling some pleasure I have never felt since I was born and became a man!
We collapsed onto each other, me on top but Sally seemed like she did not care about my weight anymore; she was now crying silently avoiding my eye contact all along. But from the side, I could see she was smiling like a 3-month-old baby who had just been ticked by her mum.
The aura of peace, contentment, gratification and serenity rested upon us as if we owned the universe.
“Sally, Sally….” I tried calling her but she did not respond.*THE ROMANTIC OFFICE SAGA: PART 6**
…“Sorry, I do not want you to end it here…” she told me and pushed me under the shower where we rinsed our soapy bodies taking turns to pat each other and caress each other. She would stand under the shower and let water hit her breasts with her eyes closed, making them seem like horizontal fountains. An arousing sight to behold. I could see Sally was also curvaceous than she usually seemed in her usual simple attire….
After we finished bathing we headed straight to the bedroom. I swept Sally off her feet and carried her like few feet before laying her on the bed and rolling with her as we chuckled like little babies. We kissed hungrily as if we had really waited for this moment; deep quick French kisses as we caressed each other.
Her boobs were getting harder and harder every time I touched them. Her nipples were so erect like they can pierce someone. My johnnie was rock hard pointing forward. She caressed my abdomen all the way until she touched my hard johnnie and gasped as if surprised.
I pushed myself on top of her as she took my johnnie and placed it in her now wet soft petals of her love den. She took hold of it and began drawing zigzags on herself each time moaning silently, eyes half shut, gyrating her hips gently as if in rhythm to the patterns she was drawing on herself. This felt so nice I wished it would last forever. As she was doing that, I bent forward and began sucking her boobs in turn, taking time to draw patterns on her nipples. I would nibble her nipples and she would shudder all over her body as if someone has electrocuted her.
I then began licking her body slowly, gently with the tip of my tongue as if she was a one giant ice cream. Slowly I made my downward until I was hovering on top of her love garden. I took turns kissing her inner thighs, sending spasms of pleasure all over her in response to my kisses. I gave her mount a kiss and she let out a loud moaning, held my head and began pulling me towards her chest. I rose gently all the way until my johnnie connected to her honey pot. She took hold of it, directed it to the now hot wet honey pot before rising her hips suddenly sending it sliding swiftly inside her. At that instant, she pulled my bums to aid me to go deeper and deeper, each time she rose and dipped gently to allow me to penetrate into her eager honey pot, this went on and on until I reached the deepest point of her womanhood then she encircled me with her legs and hands, as if we were some sort of a wiring completing some circuit via our kisses, tight embrace and genitals.
The pleasure was so intense we just found ourselves getting so animated until the only noise in the room was our moans, groans and our pelvic bones slapping each other as we both rose and fell to the rhythm of making wild passionate love. We would alternate between me being on top and her being on top riding me like a cow boy who has suddenly known how to ride a horse.
I don’t remember how long it took, since all there was, was rolling on waves of pleasure and passion, rising and falling like a speed boat in the deep ocean of love being rocked up and down by waves and currents until it came to a point she let out a one prolonged piercing scream which also startled her until she reached for the pillow and buried her head inside it to continue giving out muffled screams; simultaneously letting out a powerful jet of gushing hot fluids from her honey pot that splashed my bedsheets as if someone was practicing sprinkling irrigation on my bed but one thing was for sure, her honey pot gave my johnnie continuous milking until I exploded inside her like a rocket making my entire body shudder as some leaves in a thunderstorm until some tear drops fell from my eyes due to feeling some pleasure I have never felt since I was born and became a man!
We collapsed onto each other, me on top but Sally seemed like she did not care about my weight anymore; she was now crying silently avoiding my eye contact all along. But from the side, I could see she was smiling like a 3-month-old baby who had just been ticked by her mum.
The aura of peace, contentment, gratification and serenity rested upon us as if we owned the universe.
“Sally, Sally….” I tried calling her but she did not respond.
As narrated by Dr love Kerry
…“Sorry, I do not want you to end it here…” she told me and pushed me under the shower where we rinsed our soapy bodies taking turns to pat each other and caress each other. She would stand under the shower and let water hit her breasts with her eyes closed, making them seem like horizontal fountains. An arousing sight to behold. I could see Sally was also curvaceous than she usually seemed in her usual simple attire….
After we finished bathing we headed straight to the bedroom. I swept Sally off her feet and carried her like few feet before laying her on the bed and rolling with her as we chuckled like little babies. We kissed hungrily as if we had really waited for this moment; deep quick French kisses as we caressed each other.
Her boobs were getting harder and harder every time I touched them. Her nipples were so erect like they can pierce someone. My johnnie was rock hard pointing forward. She caressed my abdomen all the way until she touched my hard johnnie and gasped as if surprised.
I pushed myself on top of her as she took my johnnie and placed it in her now wet soft petals of her love den. She took hold of it and began drawing zigzags on herself each time moaning silently, eyes half shut, gyrating her hips gently as if in rhythm to the patterns she was drawing on herself. This felt so nice I wished it would last forever. As she was doing that, I bent forward and began sucking her boobs in turn, taking time to draw patterns on her nipples. I would nibble her nipples and she would shudder all over her body as if someone has electrocuted her.
I then began licking her body slowly, gently with the tip of my tongue as if she was a one giant ice cream. Slowly I made my downward until I was hovering on top of her love garden. I took turns kissing her inner thighs, sending spasms of pleasure all over her in response to my kisses. I gave her mount a kiss and she let out a loud moaning, held my head and began pulling me towards her chest. I rose gently all the way until my johnnie connected to her honey pot. She took hold of it, directed it to the now hot wet honey pot before rising her hips suddenly sending it sliding swiftly inside her. At that instant, she pulled my bums to aid me to go deeper and deeper, each time she rose and dipped gently to allow me to penetrate into her eager honey pot, this went on and on until I reached the deepest point of her womanhood then she encircled me with her legs and hands, as if we were some sort of a wiring completing some circuit via our kisses, tight embrace and genitals.
The pleasure was so intense we just found ourselves getting so animated until the only noise in the room was our moans, groans and our pelvic bones slapping each other as we both rose and fell to the rhythm of making wild passionate love. We would alternate between me being on top and her being on top riding me like a cow boy who has suddenly known how to ride a horse.
I don’t remember how long it took, since all there was, was rolling on waves of pleasure and passion, rising and falling like a speed boat in the deep ocean of love being rocked up and down by waves and currents until it came to a point she let out a one prolonged piercing scream which also startled her until she reached for the pillow and buried her head inside it to continue giving out muffled screams; simultaneously letting out a powerful jet of gushing hot fluids from her honey pot that splashed my bedsheets as if someone was practicing sprinkling irrigation on my bed but one thing was for sure, her honey pot gave my johnnie continuous milking until I exploded inside her like a rocket making my entire body shudder as some leaves in a thunderstorm until some tear drops fell from my eyes due to feeling some pleasure I have never felt since I was born and became a man!
We collapsed onto each other, me on top but Sally seemed like she did not care about my weight anymore; she was now crying silently avoiding my eye contact all along. But from the side, I could see she was smiling like a 3-month-old baby who had just been ticked by her mum.
The aura of peace, contentment, gratification and serenity rested upon us as if we owned the universe.
“Sally, Sally….” I tried calling her but she did not respond.*THE ROMANTIC OFFICE SAGA: PART 6**
…“Sorry, I do not want you to end it here…” she told me and pushed me under the shower where we rinsed our soapy bodies taking turns to pat each other and caress each other. She would stand under the shower and let water hit her breasts with her eyes closed, making them seem like horizontal fountains. An arousing sight to behold. I could see Sally was also curvaceous than she usually seemed in her usual simple attire….
After we finished bathing we headed straight to the bedroom. I swept Sally off her feet and carried her like few feet before laying her on the bed and rolling with her as we chuckled like little babies. We kissed hungrily as if we had really waited for this moment; deep quick French kisses as we caressed each other.
Her boobs were getting harder and harder every time I touched them. Her nipples were so erect like they can pierce someone. My johnnie was rock hard pointing forward. She caressed my abdomen all the way until she touched my hard johnnie and gasped as if surprised.
I pushed myself on top of her as she took my johnnie and placed it in her now wet soft petals of her love den. She took hold of it and began drawing zigzags on herself each time moaning silently, eyes half shut, gyrating her hips gently as if in rhythm to the patterns she was drawing on herself. This felt so nice I wished it would last forever. As she was doing that, I bent forward and began sucking her boobs in turn, taking time to draw patterns on her nipples. I would nibble her nipples and she would shudder all over her body as if someone has electrocuted her.
I then began licking her body slowly, gently with the tip of my tongue as if she was a one giant ice cream. Slowly I made my downward until I was hovering on top of her love garden. I took turns kissing her inner thighs, sending spasms of pleasure all over her in response to my kisses. I gave her mount a kiss and she let out a loud moaning, held my head and began pulling me towards her chest. I rose gently all the way until my johnnie connected to her honey pot. She took hold of it, directed it to the now hot wet honey pot before rising her hips suddenly sending it sliding swiftly inside her. At that instant, she pulled my bums to aid me to go deeper and deeper, each time she rose and dipped gently to allow me to penetrate into her eager honey pot, this went on and on until I reached the deepest point of her womanhood then she encircled me with her legs and hands, as if we were some sort of a wiring completing some circuit via our kisses, tight embrace and genitals.
The pleasure was so intense we just found ourselves getting so animated until the only noise in the room was our moans, groans and our pelvic bones slapping each other as we both rose and fell to the rhythm of making wild passionate love. We would alternate between me being on top and her being on top riding me like a cow boy who has suddenly known how to ride a horse.
I don’t remember how long it took, since all there was, was rolling on waves of pleasure and passion, rising and falling like a speed boat in the deep ocean of love being rocked up and down by waves and currents until it came to a point she let out a one prolonged piercing scream which also startled her until she reached for the pillow and buried her head inside it to continue giving out muffled screams; simultaneously letting out a powerful jet of gushing hot fluids from her honey pot that splashed my bedsheets as if someone was practicing sprinkling irrigation on my bed but one thing was for sure, her honey pot gave my johnnie continuous milking until I exploded inside her like a rocket making my entire body shudder as some leaves in a thunderstorm until some tear drops fell from my eyes due to feeling some pleasure I have never felt since I was born and became a man!
We collapsed onto each other, me on top but Sally seemed like she did not care about my weight anymore; she was now crying silently avoiding my eye contact all along. But from the side, I could see she was smiling like a 3-month-old baby who had just been ticked by her mum.
The aura of peace, contentment, gratification and serenity rested upon us as if we owned the universe.
“Sally, Sally….” I tried calling her but she did not respond.
As narrated by Dr love Kerry
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