i cant stop thinkin about her.  ive been at the office all day workin and its killin me, i can feel mu self dripin thats just wat she does to me and then i think about her toungue and ….. if i dont get her doon im goin to take care of my self.  its not that she cares if i do or if i dont like to, its just so much better when she does it.  i jus txted her to meet me at home at 4 and its 3 now. only an hour to go

"sweety" she calls out "wats goin on"

mmhm i meet her mouth with a kiss "i missed u today"

" I can tell"

i slowly but forcibly grind my pelvis into her "mmm anxious are we, and wats this?" as she reaches for my crotch "are we wearin somethin xtra special?  u kno i luv it when u do that."

I just kiss ker again, whlile my hands slowly rubb her sides, just to feel her under my finger tips.  as a moan escapes her mouth i slip under her shirt and make my way up to her sides to her breasts.  i luv the way they fit in my hands, the slight weight in my palms and as i deliberately avoid her nipple how i can feel it get hard. i want to see, even after five years she still as beautiful as ever and i cant get enough. 

i walk her back towards our pool table in the den, its always racked with blue felt and move her bak wards with my hips… she has her hands deep iun my hair. keepin my mouth on hers because between here or on her neck the choice is to difficult

we finally make it to the pool table and she keeps moaning into our kiss, pushing her hips against me wanting more

so i caress my hand down from where it was teasing her nipple taking it softly down her side, bringing it so close to her skirt right next to where she wants me.  she’s all hot and ready for my fingers to dip in or take a lick right across the tip of her clit.  but im not even under her skirt yet