If he wasn't able to touch her he would think that he may be dreaming. She was just as he pictured her in his thoughts. Perfect. He threw away her bra across the room, he wanted her to stay like this, naked, as longer as possible. His eyes, his body were hungry for her...
"You are perfect." He murmured before he kissed her long and passionately. When he left her lips he concentrated on her breasts, capturing one of her n*****s in his mouth while cupping her breast. He could hear her moaning and he felt her fingers pulling his hair gently. He slowly moved his other hand in her panties and felt the wetness of her desire. She bent her hips against his body and she could feel his hard manhood pressing against her belly. It increased her thirst for that man.
"Please." she moaned while pulli
