A Furtive Premise

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A Furtive Premise by Cheltenham She had dark brown hair which currently sat in a braid that hung parallel to her breasts, down the middle of her back. Erin nervously liked to play with the ends of it. Her freckles were most prominent around her shoulders and an area on her back that I’d seen before. When she spoke, it was in a soothing tone of voice. She’d coddle me occasionally. I loved that about her and it seemed Erin realized I enjoyed those moments. Tonight, she was wearing a pair of gray sweats and a white tee which were baggy but outlined her figure. I wasn’t dressed too fancy either since it was warm outside. A pair of black slacks and a buttoned shirt were essentially all I wore, which Erin liked apparently. I pulled her close and kissed her passionately outside of my car. “It feels like forever since I’ve tasted your lips.” She held my hips close to her own and giggled as my hands disappeared beneath her shirt. “When does our plane board, Bruce?” “An hour. That’s what the tickets say.” “Do we have time for a quickie?” “You already know what happens when we get intimate. Minutes turn to hours and we’ll miss the flight. As much as I need Ataşehir escort to be inside you, I’ll wait until later on.” “Just put your cock inside me. I’ll make sure we finish on time.” I relented and slipped the waist of her pants down. She already had mine opened, my cock was sliding back and forth in her grip. I lifted her in my arms. Erin cooed in my ear having felt me inch inside, tightened around my shaft and was crying quietly as I fucked her. “I’ve been waiting for you, I haven’t gotten off in weeks.” “You gonna cum inside?” “I thought you weren’t on the pill.” “I’m not.” “Are you sure you want to make a baby with me?” She nodded her head. I slid a little deeper and she clenched me, bit her lower lip and I knew I was close. “I’m not gonna last much longer.” “Shoot it. Please, I need your cum.” I tensed up and she pulled my ass inward, toward her. My cock spasmed suddenly. The warm cream I’d so frequently spewed on her face, in her mouth or across her tummy now landed in her pussy. She nestled her head on my chest and softly gyrated her hips against mine which massaged the head of my already sensitive Ümraniye escort bayan cock. The last few spurts fired out harder. I softened as she gazed into my eyes. “Do you feel better now?” “Not better, no.” “Aww. What do you mean?” “I’ve been in love with you since we first met. It sounds silly, I’m sure. When I heard your voice over the phone I knew you were the one. When I saw you I believed in my heart that you were out of my league and it almost convinced me to forget about you. But now you’re mine and I’m eternally grateful for that. I feel indebted to you for accepting me as I am.” She hugged me tight and kissed me. “You don’t have to think like that. I like dark haired guys anyways, so you already had that going for you. All I needed was a sign you were interested in me as more than a friend.” She saw the time and ushered me into the car. “Come on. We’ll make it if you get down there now.” I drove along the road to the driveway of the airport. It happened to be the wrong way but they forgave our mistake. She pointed toward a parking spot and we went inside together. The car didn’t matter because Escort Bostancı it wasn’t mine anyways. We went through the checkpoint before boarding the plane, Erin was patted down by a guy who felt her more than he was supposed to. I was passed through without so much as a ‘wanding’ and held her hand in mine, as we went down the corridor. She sat in the window seat, I took the aisle. Luckily neither of us packed a bag. Once we lifted off, the stewardess came by and asked if anyone wanted to order a meal or drinks. I chose a drink before my meal and probably more drinks after it. Erin also thought inebriation sounded like a good idea. Soon enough, we’d forgotten about our food and were getting a good buzz going. That turned to drunken stupidity and made her very horny. She laid a light blanket across my lap and took my cock out. I wasn’t naturally getting hard though with a little manual coaxing, I felt myself stiffening. Her soft fingers lovingly stroked me and readied my prick for sex. In the semi-darkness of the cabin, she straddled my lap and wrapped the blanket around her waist loosely. I held onto her and softly thrusted into her pussy. Being partially numb I had a difficult time working myself to the point of no return. Erin didn’t care that it took me longer. She was soaked. Her tunnel gripped me wetly, a firm narrow passage that pushed me closer to another orgasmic release. I heard it in her whispered moans how close she was to her own climax.

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