When a woman knows what she wants

Waiting is always the hardest part. The anticipation of what is to come is both draining as well as exciting. When a woman knows what she wants it must be fulfilled or the lust will be never ending.

For over two years driving down to Chicago Sarah met with Cruz in his upskill condo. It was here,one rainy Saturday, that she discovered him laying nude in his bed except for a beanie cap on his head. He smiled as she hung up her coat and entered the room.

“Hi honey”, he said.

Sarah took off all of her clothes except of course for her light pink panties. These she would leave, as she always did, for her mexican lover to remove. He turned the light on from his cell phone so he could see her nude body. Taking particular interest in her bosoming breasts, he declared he missed her.

He flipped her over and inserted his fingers deep inside of her as he laid his head close to her hips. His thumb caressed her clitoris as his fingers glided back and forth for thirty minutes. His hands were covered in her wetness.

Sarah begged him to put his penis inside of her. He obliged. Feeling her tightness he was instantly excited and he immediately mounted her. Rough was what she wanted. He went as hard as a real man possibly could. Holding her hips he opened her legs wide so he could get in deep. She moaned in ecstasy.

She took him fully in her mouth and swallowed him. They moved to the shower to feel closer. They washed each other with dial soap and kissed passionately.

” You are the best honey.” He said.

” I know.” Sarah said.

He tasted her womanhood before placing her hands on the towel rack. ” Let me finish”. He spread her lips and finished inside of her.

” Noone has ever done it better”………..

Writing on one of my most loved encounters in my early thirties

Author: Freya Fitzpatrick

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