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An Old Friend free porn video
She really couldn't believe it. After all these years and here he is again, a face across the blazing camp fire in a circle of co-workers. He is here. He looks amazing. The years haven't changed those devilish good looks, or that lucky twinkle he always had in his eyes.
It had been years. Years ago they had had a torrid affair. A very taboo experience considering he was married and she was a young woman making her way in a new job. Somehow they had fallen into something so out of control, amazing, sexy and deep. There were times when he would grab her into his office, slip her pants down, pull her panties around her ankles and push her into an office chair and lick and suck her clit till she was biting her lip in order not to scream while she orgasmed creamy gobs into his mouth. All the while she could hear the busy office continue on as if nothing was happening behind his office door. Sometimes she found it hard to believe that the whole world didn't stop when he made her cumm. How could everyone keep on with their work and their lives when her orgasm had just exploded her world, her existance. He was both gentle and wild. She was very much seduced by him. And tried in her own silly ways to seduce him back. Sometimes she played their affair over and over in her mind after they broke it off. What did they look like together naked and fucking. What did her face look like to him the he slid his thick dick deep inside of her making her moan so hard that he came in 5 seconds flat. What did it look like when he would pick her up and move her around the bed before he would spread her legs wide and slowly slip his cock deep and then deeper into her wet, quivering, pussy. She always wished there was film, some footage or a photograph. Evidence that there was passion and lust and fire. It was so long ago she has almost forgotten who that girl was. Everything had faded. Yet here she is and there he is and throughout the night she finds it very hard to not look at him in the orange glow of the fire and she can't help but feel intregue when he keeps on looking back.
"Goodnight everyone" she said as she got up from around the camp fire and headed for her tent. They had always pretended together. She had always pretended that she didn't want him and he had always pretended that she was just another coworker. A game that they had long ago formed to protect their lives that existed in reality. She figured that if he wanted her that he would eventually make an excuse to the others and find her. And if he didn't want her? Well she would lay awake all night and think about him. He had faded like an old photograph over the years but now he was fresh again. Everything came brightly back. All of their times together, fleeting yet passionate. She was hoping he would follow, and when she got to her tent and took of her clothes and got into her sleeping bag in just her panties and a tank top and heard twigs crack outside her tent, she knew what she hoped for had come true and she waited for what would happen.
Her tent was dark. He unzipped the flap and came inside. She could smell him and memories easily flooded back. She knew that smell well. It was the smell of the detergent his wife liked to use. A strong smell, but mixed with his sent, became intoxicating. She sat up. He sat there in the dark and all she could make was his sillouette. "Hey" she said. "Hi" he said back. It had all ended so strangely. There was never any closure and it had ended on a somewhat confused note. There was never any way to break it off in a way that worked so they had just let it all fade. He stayed at the job and she moved on. They had both moved on. She knew was that he was surrounded by ghosts from the past and present. She had her own ghosts as well. But then again, who didn't. In some ways they were both damaged and both lost. Perhaps it was one reason why getting lost in each others pleasure was their medicine. It worked for a while. She started shivering.
"I wanted to say something..." he said as he reached out into the darkness. She
grabbed his hand and they held each others hand for a while. There was the
darkness and the night and their hands and their pulse. Their blood was rushing
harder in their veins. The night was so dark it was deafening.
She brought his hand to her mouth and kissed it. She kissed his knuckles and then turned his hand over so his palm was turned up and she kissed his warm palm. His breath was coming faster. He grabbed her hand and brought it to his mouth. He kissed each finger and kissed her palm and gently licked each pad on her sensitive finger tips with his wet, warm tongue. Their faces were close now. His tongue went from her finger tips to her lips. He slowly licked her lips. He licked them gently like he was trying to open a flower. Trying to becken her lips open. She opened her soft lips and he beckened her tongue out with the tip of his tongue. Finally he found her full tongue with his warm mouth and he started to suck on her little tongue. She was breathing hard now. She remembers this and him. She remembers his saliva. She remembers that they were not only lovers once but friends. She opens her mouth fully to him now and he begins to slowly fuck her mouth with his tongue. This is where she gets lost in him. Man it is so easy to get lost in him.
She allows him to slip her tank top straps down. He is licking her shoulders and then he is at her neck and she is drowning. She can hear herself and the animal noises that are coming out of her throat. She is not embarassed but more exhllerated that she sounds like an animal in heat. She had read somewhere that mountain lions scream for their mates when they are in heat and right now she is feeling the urge coming over her. He muffles her noises with his mouth as his tongue penetrating her mouth in rough and bruising thrusts that make her feel wild, all the while he slips her wet panites off and is slipping his fingers deep into her juices. She is drenched for him. The musky smell of her pussy is rising into the air and it is almost non human. she is surprised at the sent that her pussy is giving off. It is adding to the headyness of their heat. He is holding her tight to him now. They are still sitting up and she is tight against his body. He doesn't give her much space to move. "I want to make you cumm so bad" he wispers into her ear as he takes his thick fingers and plundges them deep into her pussy hole. She is groaning against him now. She hasn't felt this in so long. She has been hard on herself and almost punishing. She can no longer punish herself for the past. Her clit is throbbing, swollen and huge. He takes his fingers from her wet whole and as he spreads her legs wide he takes his fingers and begins to flick them over her clit. She is moaning louder and louder as he becomes more persistant. His thick fingers are slipping and sliding qickly over her heated clit. She is shaking, moaning, shaking ... "please don't stop, please" she whispers into the night as first one and then another convulsive orgams takes her over the edge of the abyss again and again. Her body is trembling. He holds her tight and keeps his fingers pulsing on her tightening clit. She is crying out into the night. She feels like a wolf howling at the moon. She feels like running barefoot into the night. She feels free.
They hold eachother. It takes a while for her to come down from such a high and he knows this. The tent is thick with sex and he is hard as a rock against her thigh. He is cradling her and rocking her. There is no talking because there doesn't have to be. There is something more that is talking for them now. The night cradles them as he cradles her. She feels amazing and knows what she wants to do more then anything. She turns in his arms to face him. "My turn" she says as she pushes him onto his back...
To be continued...
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