– Hug me , my lover! I have never felt so well in a man’s arms!
And your simple presence makes me have butterflies in my stomach! Have you ever felt the dancing butterflies?
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-My love! With you I always feel that! It was an afternoon of Sunday, May, when the weather is just fine, not too hot or cold. The sky was beginning to get a reddish color, it was seen behind the curtains of the 6th-floor room where we were. We had a wild love night and now we were still lying in the white and wrinkled bedclothes in the big bed in his bedroom. His warm eyes were still resting, not inclined to open too much. I stood so hard on his chest for a few minutes and then I got up in the crutch that covered only my breasts and my buttocks were left uncovered.
– Come near me, my love!
I went back out of the way and sat down on the edge of the bed beside him. He took me in his arms and started kissing my breasts that had been blown off. My body was tired after a night and a morning of love, but I would have never refused to have sex with him, with that man with big and thick penis, who knew to have sex damn well, he was making me feel good first, and then he was thinking about his own needs and desires. Sometimes I was feeling the need to start it, to swallow his erected penis, and to swim my tongue on it, spin it and taste the liquid that was leaking when he was very excited. My nipples already began to harden, to respond to his lips and his tongue. From time to time he was biting me with his teeth. I had left my head on my back, and I had arched my body to feel more comfortable, to let me fully satisfied by him. He played with them then went down the abdomen, nestling his mouth between my legs and playing with my clit. I lay on my back, leaving my juice dripping from me due to his delicate touches. He put his tongue inside and with his fingers he played with the pussy until I let go on his mouth. He then wiped his mouth and he kissed me with his mouth that tasted my pussy. He got up naked and walked to the bathroom. I admired his body, his well-rounded buttocks, his man’s back. He was very attractive for me only when I was seeing his walking, when I was seeing him with his hand over his hair. He looked at me once when he approached the bathroom door and called me. I stood up and reached the door where he was staying in front of the mirror and he was looking at me. He was so hot! He was the man I’d woke up every morning and I would always admire him and rejoice that he was mine. We took a shower together, touching us and kissing us from time to time. He came out first and wrapped himself with a towel around his waist, then his bare feet stepped onto the floor, heading for the kitchen. Until I came out of the shower, he prepared a coffee that spread all the smell in the house.
– Come on, my cuckoo! Your beloved is waiting for you with hot coffee! I’ve also prepared a croissant with butter, strawberry jam, and what else would you like?
– Nothing else, it’s perfect! It is enough that you are beside me, my love!
And again I felt them dancing in my empty stomach. I lay down on the soft sofa and watched the sky so clear that it was getting dark. Coffee was tasting very good, and the view was gorgeous in front of me: the sexiest man. I was naked, just with a towel around my body. I opened my legs and made him look between them. He took my feet and started to massage them, then my fingers one by one, he was touching me so fine that it was giving me chills on my spine. I took another sip of coffee and I smiled at him. It was one of those days in which we were lazy and everything was ours alone, the time was perfect to spend in the house, to have sex, to listen to love stories and enjoy a good coffee. His hands were so fine and powerful , they were perfect for caressing me. That night we made love once and then I fell asleep in his arms to his chest.
The next morning I did not find him next to me. He always leaves before me, but now I have not heard him. I would have liked to feel the kiss he gives me every time before he leaves. On this gorgeous day I am ready to go to work, anxious to carry out my duties and then go shopping, to take some sexy clothes for our trip to the mountain. I’ve been planning this for some time and we did not have the time to do it. When a marriage lasts for a few years, you sometimes have to escape from the marital home, try new places, feel like you are at your first dates. Those days have not gone yet, and I am glad that I live a wonderful love story, with affection, with surprises.
Finally the time I had to go arrived and I walked through stores and picked some sexy things, then I bought something to cook dinner. When I got home he was glad to see me and we cooked together, then we made the baggage for leaving the next day. The road was a bit tedious, but once we got to the cottage in the mountain brains, I forgot everything. It was an oasis of tranquility, with pines, birds that enchanted your hearing, a chalet with many windows that gave you a wonderful view. We opened a bottle of wine and sat in the rocking chair in front of the cottage, holding our hands and I told him how much I love him. Slowly the evening arrived and the manager went over to make fire in the fireplace and he brought us dinner. Everything was very beautiful, we were just the two of us in such a beautiful cottage. We had dinner in the candle light and drank the bottle of wine, touching us and kissing us. His taste of wine combined with the taste of tobacco excited me to the utmost. I began to undress him slowly and suck his hot cock. I loved to feel it hard in my mouth, and to hear him moan with pleasure. He was pulling my hair and from time to time he was pushing me to take the dick deeper into my mouth. After the oral sex he took me above him, we stretched out on a weaving carpet next to the fireplace, just like I saw in the love films. I started to move in his slow penis and then faster, he was holding my thighs with his strong hands. He was sometimes slamming over my buttocks and I was enjoying it a lot. As I felt the penis deep in my vagina, I felt a hot liquid dripping out of it. My feet were trembling and I was no longer able to do anything, he continued. We had sex until he let go, then he took me to his arms and we went upstairs to my bedroom, where we continued the night until the exhaustion. All the other days were just as beautiful, demonstrating to me that I’m still in love with him at first, that I’m lucky I still feel butterflies dancing.
