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The Wait Was Over free porn video
He was finally going to meet her. Several months of email tennis, Skype calls and IM all around the clock, but he was finally going to meet her. He had flown in this morning, checked into the hotel, showered and put on his sharpest suit, he really wanted to impress. A tailored made three piece suit, the one he saved for interviews. He wore a red tie and pocket square to add a little colour to his outfit. He was ready, nervous, but ready.
He went down to the bar, where she said she would meet him. He was early, but that was okay, he ordered himself a whisky, an 18 year old Talisker with a glass of water on the side. After five minutes of awkwardly glancing around the room, he glimpsed a woman out the corner of his eye. She looked phenomenal, a skin tight beige dress, he thought she must have been an angel. Her dark her causing such a contrast with her stunning dress, he realised, he could see no underwear lines, was that all she was wearing? That magnificent dress? It was good enough to make half the designers in Milan jealous of the craftsmanship.
She sauntered over to him, swinging her hips, as she knew that this would drive him wild, placing one stiletto clad foot in front of the next. By the time she got to the bar, he had a glass of champagne waiting for her, a chilled glass of Don Perigon '57.
She took him by the arm and walked to the entrance of the restaurant, spoke quietly to the host and they where shown to the best table, secluded but with a beautiful view of the restaurant. As they sat down, the pianist played Chopin Nocturne Op. 9 No. 2 and she whispered in his ear that it was her favourite song. They chatted away through there starters and onto there main course, when she came out and said it, in her soft accent “i think we have played this for long enough. We have been talking everyday for the last few months and all I can think of doing is taking you upstairs and showing you how much i've wanted you”. He believed her, that skin tight dress did show all, and he could see that her nipples where starting to get hard. He summoned the waiter and asked for the bill, “But add a bottle of the Don Perigon and send it to my room with two glasses”
They where stood in the lifts, him leaning against the wall whilst she led on him, slowly grinding away as the lift went up to the 12th floor. Asking which room was his, She dragged him out, stilettos in one hand, his in her other. As the door flew open she dropped her shoes and dragged him close, kissing him with such passion as if it was the last thing she would ever do. Then as quickly as she started, she stopped, pushed him away and went into the bathroom with a backwards glance and a wink, locked the door. Just then the room door went, it was the champagne.
He waited, slowly slipping his drink, waiting for her to emerge. The door slowly clicked open, and a hand snaked out to flick of the light in the room. The door then slowly opened, she was stood there, a black silhouette against the stark light of the bathroom. The outline of her was driving him wild, she was naked. Once again she sauntered over towards him, sat on the bed. Pulled him closer and bought his lips up to hers. He slowly slide down her body, kissing her neck to her moans as he slipped his hands down her high arced collar bones. He took a second to admire how perfect she was, how pristine and elegant she looked, passionately kissing whilst she twisted her fingers through her hair.
He started to fondle her breasts, beautiful mounds with the tiniest of nipples, each gently teased before being engulfed by his mouth. His tongue flickered over these beautiful nipples, exciting gasps of joy through her mouth. He pinched one with he's teeth gently before moving to the other.
By this point her stark white teeth where biting her lower lip, a brilliant contrast between red and white, enough to turn a man wild with desire. She was stroking his shoulders but each little tug on her nipples, each little lightning bolt of pleasure made her tighten her grip.
He got on top of her and started kissing down her navel, his hands squeezing her body, finding out where she liked it the most and putting just enough pressure on to drive her wild with lust. He circled her belly button with kisses, before moving down to her strong, prominent hips, kissing them ever so softly, moving closer and closer in, going all the way down, and just when he got close, he would start all over again, teasing her, making sure that he heard a hint of disappointment in her moans.
It was all a rouse though, after a minute or two, when she was expecting to start the torture of it all again, he carried on, right up until the juncture of her thighs, then he took her into his mouth with an audible gasp of pleasure, he went to work.
After what felt like hours she pulled him up and into her, his thick member pulsing into her as he roughly skewered her, she some how managed to flip him over, so it was now her on top, she rode him, proud of the sounds that SHE was making come from his mouth, waves of pleasure covered both of them, engulfing each of them until with all the built up emotion of the past months sprayed out.
They fell asleep entwined almost as soon as they where done, they where both spent and could think of no better way to of finally met.
He went down to the bar, where she said she would meet him. He was early, but that was okay, he ordered himself a whisky, an 18 year old Talisker with a glass of water on the side. After five minutes of awkwardly glancing around the room, he glimpsed a woman out the corner of his eye. She looked phenomenal, a skin tight beige dress, he thought she must have been an angel. Her dark her causing such a contrast with her stunning dress, he realised, he could see no underwear lines, was that all she was wearing? That magnificent dress? It was good enough to make half the designers in Milan jealous of the craftsmanship.
She sauntered over to him, swinging her hips, as she knew that this would drive him wild, placing one stiletto clad foot in front of the next. By the time she got to the bar, he had a glass of champagne waiting for her, a chilled glass of Don Perigon '57.
She took him by the arm and walked to the entrance of the restaurant, spoke quietly to the host and they where shown to the best table, secluded but with a beautiful view of the restaurant. As they sat down, the pianist played Chopin Nocturne Op. 9 No. 2 and she whispered in his ear that it was her favourite song. They chatted away through there starters and onto there main course, when she came out and said it, in her soft accent “i think we have played this for long enough. We have been talking everyday for the last few months and all I can think of doing is taking you upstairs and showing you how much i've wanted you”. He believed her, that skin tight dress did show all, and he could see that her nipples where starting to get hard. He summoned the waiter and asked for the bill, “But add a bottle of the Don Perigon and send it to my room with two glasses”
They where stood in the lifts, him leaning against the wall whilst she led on him, slowly grinding away as the lift went up to the 12th floor. Asking which room was his, She dragged him out, stilettos in one hand, his in her other. As the door flew open she dropped her shoes and dragged him close, kissing him with such passion as if it was the last thing she would ever do. Then as quickly as she started, she stopped, pushed him away and went into the bathroom with a backwards glance and a wink, locked the door. Just then the room door went, it was the champagne.
He waited, slowly slipping his drink, waiting for her to emerge. The door slowly clicked open, and a hand snaked out to flick of the light in the room. The door then slowly opened, she was stood there, a black silhouette against the stark light of the bathroom. The outline of her was driving him wild, she was naked. Once again she sauntered over towards him, sat on the bed. Pulled him closer and bought his lips up to hers. He slowly slide down her body, kissing her neck to her moans as he slipped his hands down her high arced collar bones. He took a second to admire how perfect she was, how pristine and elegant she looked, passionately kissing whilst she twisted her fingers through her hair.
He started to fondle her breasts, beautiful mounds with the tiniest of nipples, each gently teased before being engulfed by his mouth. His tongue flickered over these beautiful nipples, exciting gasps of joy through her mouth. He pinched one with he's teeth gently before moving to the other.
By this point her stark white teeth where biting her lower lip, a brilliant contrast between red and white, enough to turn a man wild with desire. She was stroking his shoulders but each little tug on her nipples, each little lightning bolt of pleasure made her tighten her grip.
He got on top of her and started kissing down her navel, his hands squeezing her body, finding out where she liked it the most and putting just enough pressure on to drive her wild with lust. He circled her belly button with kisses, before moving down to her strong, prominent hips, kissing them ever so softly, moving closer and closer in, going all the way down, and just when he got close, he would start all over again, teasing her, making sure that he heard a hint of disappointment in her moans.
It was all a rouse though, after a minute or two, when she was expecting to start the torture of it all again, he carried on, right up until the juncture of her thighs, then he took her into his mouth with an audible gasp of pleasure, he went to work.
After what felt like hours she pulled him up and into her, his thick member pulsing into her as he roughly skewered her, she some how managed to flip him over, so it was now her on top, she rode him, proud of the sounds that SHE was making come from his mouth, waves of pleasure covered both of them, engulfing each of them until with all the built up emotion of the past months sprayed out.
They fell asleep entwined almost as soon as they where done, they where both spent and could think of no better way to of finally met.
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- 07.04.2020
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