The story so far:
In a swift moment my breath is taken away. As the passionate lips of my partner show me how much I was missed. As he first runs his hands over my full breast. As he slides his hands up under my shirt to unhook my bra freeing my ample chest. Hands move over each others bodies to find the spots that drive us in a freeing moment of passion. I work my hands to remove his shirt right after he has removed mine. I search to find the button and zipper of his jeans freeing his full throbbing cock and release it from its prison of clothing. As in so many times before, he knows just how to work his large but trained hands to remove my figure hugging jeans. Leaving, just for a moment, the hot pink thong I am wearing, on. As he rubs my pussy through my thong making me wet enough to just remove them all together. With both bodies exposed and pulsating to become one, he thrusts himself into me enjoying every moan, every bite, my nails running over his back again and agian. He moans as he starts to feel me arching to make sure every inch of him is within me for as long as possible. As my curves bend to mesh with his body, as my hands and lips frantically work to make know how intense the moment is. Within this hightened moment of massive climax we slowly sink into each other in the sweet surrender to our bodies.