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He’d been begging me for months to meet up with him but I was too nervous. The curiosity finally got to me and I had a small window of time when we could, so I agreed. I was nervous and sweating the whole drive there. He had at all times been sure of what hes wanted, I was terrified I wouldnt meet his expectations.

The second I got into his car, the look on his face melted away my inhibitions. He told me I looked amazing, and gave me a hug. 15 years is a long time.
We slowly started kissing, reacquainting ourselves with each other. His slender hands gliding across my body, rounding every curve and caressing every tender spot. He lips so gentle and tender in mine, not as hungry as I wondered he’d be. I could feel my body yielding to him as his tongue slid across my lower lip. I slid my tongue to the edge of my lips to taste him. “Stick your tongue out,” he said in a breathy tone. Without thinking, I obeyed. Having him suck tongue felt like the most natural thing for us to do.

Suddenly he was gone, his hot mouth on my neck, trailing down to breast. A moan escaped him as he sucked on my flesh. He looked deep in my eyes and told me how gorgeous I was, I thanked him and put my hand on his stiff cock. He kissed me deeply as his nimble fingers slid up into my hair. That sent me to the next level. Butterfly soft kissed all across my cheeks pulled a moan out of me I didn’t expect and I melted into him.

“Let me see that ass,” I heard him say as he sat back to look at me some more. I was so flustered I didn’t know what to do. I leaned to the side and before I could readjust, he was grabbing and biting my ass; but nothing was rough. Idk if I’ve ever been that intimate with anyone.
He sat up straight again, “pull em out,” he requested as he squeezed my boobs like warm bread loafs. I did and he lowered his mouth to my nipple. The second he drew it into his mouth, my head fell back and I let him have me. With one hand I gripped his back muscles, holding on for dear life; the other in his hair and touching his face. “You know you’re mine right?” he whispered. “Yes,” I breathed shyly.
“You know we’re supposed to be married?” his voice lower. I could only nod. “I love you,” his tone sincere. “I love you too,” I omit.

His mouth came down to mine again. At this point my hand was around his cock, teasing the head with my thumb. When he pulled away for a moment I took a chance; leaned in and but the head of his cock in my mouth. I felt better than I imagined. Swirled my tongue around and around. All the tension left his body. I pulled away, still holding his cock and started kissing his neck. He gripped at me, trying to pull me closer into him. “I have to go soon,” I whispered.
He took my mouth in his again, nibbling on my bottom lip, sucking on my tongue. “Suck my dick again before you go,” I heard him say. Not a demand but not a question or request either. I lowered my head and to lick his dick. His hand sliding down my back to grip and squeeze my ass.
I came up and kissed him sweetly. “I have to go my love,” I stated, not really wanting to go but knowing I couldn’t stay either. Very begrudgingly, he gave me a few last deep kisses and let me go with the promise of meting again.
It was like nothing I’ve ever experienced before.

NSFW: yes

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