We spoke on the phone five times yesterday. He said he would be leaving to come over at 4:00 so he should be here right about 4:30. I went to the gym and got a good workout in and then tanned and bought New York steak to make dinner for him. I dressed in black thigh high fishnets and a very short, double belted pleated miniskirt with a body hugging white tank top. When he got here he barbecued the steak while I finished the rest and we ate dinner. I couldn't help but watch the clock because he'd mentioned he had to leave at about 7:30 and I usually have had miles and miles of cock from him by now. He followed me upstairs and I tried on my new dress for him and he undressed and laid down on my bed with his hands behind his head, just looking at me blankly. I climbed on the bed and took him in my mouth, squeezing him and pulling on his cock, circling the head with my tongue...I straddled him and carefully slid him inside of me a centimeter or so at a time. He truly fills me up and I grind on him oh so slightly and get such pleasure. We left the windows open and I was trying hard to be good. He pulled me down against him and bucked himself at me, thrusting his cock inside of me fast and hard like he does me when he is on top. I went through several orgasms in a matter of a few minutes. I truly love to be on top. I love the way he looks at me when I am under cock control. I know when he is that deep inside of me I am at the mercy of his cock and the slightest movement can send me to the peak of climax. I decided to close the windows and turn on the air conditioner and we ended up going downstairs to continue. He got on top of me and gave it to me so good for quite a while. I had my legs straight up with my feet over his shoulders, my legs spread almost as wide as they would go, holding my heels in my hands, my legs straight parallel with the ground, his cock so precisely thrusting in and out of me all the while. Our parts together are like a fine tuned machine, very well lubricated and made to work hard at high temperatures. Eventually we went out on the back patio and I was delighted to get it on the wall, face to face again. I would do anything he asked of me just to get him to fuck me this way. We had feverish intercourse on the wall for at least an hour. I feel privileged to be able to have sex on the patio out back, completely naked and hanging over the half wall as I get penetrated, crickets and frogs singing to the rhythm.
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