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In an instant I was hard, harder than I had ever been before and as Hana reached down and pulled my bottom to bring me in closer to her, she murmered approval as my bulge pressed against the top of her thigh.
My arms easily reached round her size 8 figure, as I rubbed her back and shoulders and stroked the back of her neck. We were both of similar height and I was aware of not having to bend down to kiss, like I do when kissing Nancy. Her lips were tender, moist and felt very loving as though they wanted to kiss - a far cry from the simple peck on the lips I had been used to for the last 3 years of married life.
We didn't speak, there was no need.
We kissed harder and deeper, our toungues explored each others mouths while my hands searched for the hem of her crop top. As I lifted it up towards her breasts, she raised her arms to allow me to slip it over her head. The top dropped to the floor and I reached round to unclasp her bra and Hana looked into my eyes and smiled. My thumb and forefinger held her rock hard nipple as it protruded from her small, firm breasts. Hana snuggled her head in my shoulder and allowed me to kiss her neck, before I moved down to let my tounge circle her erect nipple.
As I sucked, bit and nibbled her, she pulled off my t-shirt and ran her nails lightly over my spine. My body tingled again. My spare hand ran down her tummy, to her navel, then onto the belt gripping her blue jeans. I deftly undid the big metal buckle, pulled down her zip slowly, then popped the button. The material parted and exposed a small V of white cotton material. I let my finger run lightly over the cotton, beneath she felt smooth and firm, as though she had recently shaved. My other hand grasped her jeans and she wiggled her hips as I pulled down at the pockets, before kicking out of the legs.
Now it was Hana's turn to take control of the situation, as she stood next to me in just her cotton briefs, she pushed me back towards the kitchen unit and ran her hands through the dark hair on my chest. Her touch was soft and gentle, her skin smooth to the touch. Her fingers ran across the top of my trousers, teasingly dipping in and out of the waistline. She dropped to her knees, so that her head was direclty level with my crotch. Her hands now pressed against the material of my trousers, defining the outline of my stiff member as she stroked it with her nails.
She used two hands to undo my belt, and let my clothes drop to my ankles. My dick strained to bursting point as her nails ran across the material, teasing me with every stroke. With the index finger of each hand she relieved the tension by pulling down on the elastic of my underware. My cock bounced freely in its new found freedom as it throbbed with each pulse of my racing heart beat. Her mouth was so close I could feel her hot breath against the sensitive skin of my head. She took it sweetly, but momentarily into her mouth, her toungue circled my head and she pressed it against the roof of her mouth, before letting go and standing up. Then she took my hand in hers and led me upstairs .....
My arms easily reached round her size 8 figure, as I rubbed her back and shoulders and stroked the back of her neck. We were both of similar height and I was aware of not having to bend down to kiss, like I do when kissing Nancy. Her lips were tender, moist and felt very loving as though they wanted to kiss - a far cry from the simple peck on the lips I had been used to for the last 3 years of married life.
We didn't speak, there was no need.
We kissed harder and deeper, our toungues explored each others mouths while my hands searched for the hem of her crop top. As I lifted it up towards her breasts, she raised her arms to allow me to slip it over her head. The top dropped to the floor and I reached round to unclasp her bra and Hana looked into my eyes and smiled. My thumb and forefinger held her rock hard nipple as it protruded from her small, firm breasts. Hana snuggled her head in my shoulder and allowed me to kiss her neck, before I moved down to let my tounge circle her erect nipple.
As I sucked, bit and nibbled her, she pulled off my t-shirt and ran her nails lightly over my spine. My body tingled again. My spare hand ran down her tummy, to her navel, then onto the belt gripping her blue jeans. I deftly undid the big metal buckle, pulled down her zip slowly, then popped the button. The material parted and exposed a small V of white cotton material. I let my finger run lightly over the cotton, beneath she felt smooth and firm, as though she had recently shaved. My other hand grasped her jeans and she wiggled her hips as I pulled down at the pockets, before kicking out of the legs.
Now it was Hana's turn to take control of the situation, as she stood next to me in just her cotton briefs, she pushed me back towards the kitchen unit and ran her hands through the dark hair on my chest. Her touch was soft and gentle, her skin smooth to the touch. Her fingers ran across the top of my trousers, teasingly dipping in and out of the waistline. She dropped to her knees, so that her head was direclty level with my crotch. Her hands now pressed against the material of my trousers, defining the outline of my stiff member as she stroked it with her nails.
She used two hands to undo my belt, and let my clothes drop to my ankles. My dick strained to bursting point as her nails ran across the material, teasing me with every stroke. With the index finger of each hand she relieved the tension by pulling down on the elastic of my underware. My cock bounced freely in its new found freedom as it throbbed with each pulse of my racing heart beat. Her mouth was so close I could feel her hot breath against the sensitive skin of my head. She took it sweetly, but momentarily into her mouth, her toungue circled my head and she pressed it against the roof of her mouth, before letting go and standing up. Then she took my hand in hers and led me upstairs .....
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