It's that time you know you is coming, when the lazy sunday ends and you have to leave each other and you want just a little more. Something to take with you.
She is leaving on a business trip and her bags are packed and the cats have been fed but that bit os sadness is there and I'm looking at her softly. She comes to me and kisses my lips softly at first. I touch her hips and then I am pushed against the edge of the counter with her kiss on my lips and her hands on my face. My sex is wet, throbbing and I want to feel her in my hands. She unbuttons my blouse and takes my nipples in her fingers making them erect, sensitive, erotically charged nuclei setting me on fire. Her tongue pushes into my mouth filling me, and her hands roam my body now, her fingers unzipping my jeans and reaching into my panties, soaked, and my cunt is ready to be filled but she teases my clit over and over and I am throbbing. I want to be bent over the counter and fucked deeply. My hand unzips her pants and I reach into her sex and she is swollen and wet. My fingers reach inside and I am rewarded with her soft moan. I finger her swollen opening and stroke her clit until she cannot stop throbbing. She keeps me on the edge until I cannot stop myself and I shudder, cumming in her hand.
It's time to leave. She drops me at the train on her way to the airport and she is in my head now humming and throbbing the whole way home.
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