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Maybe that had earned him a safe reputation, or it could have been that most preferred the fairly conventional approach; the kissing and nibbling, the stroking of the breasts outside, then bare, and the final stage fingering along a wet channel to arousal before his fairly generous shaft could glide up into her. When he was closer he saw, under a flow of blonde hair, an attractive face, a wide mouth, and vivid green eyes.
They had danced, and the voluptuous way she pressed against him sent eager signals to his brain and his crotch.
Inside, his eyes quickly took in a smart sofa and easy chair, a sideboard and two doors, one leading to a kitchen. Now, strip me."Harry was fully aware that he was on course for something that was new to him. Gina had begun heaving at his belt buckle, and as it came free, she unzipped him expertly, pushed her hands down over his buttocks and pushed pants and boxer shorts down.
But before he could register any more he found himself pressed back against the door as Gina flung herself against him, her hungry mouth wildly seeking his, while her hands pushed under his shirt, and her nails raked over his skin, before diving down for his cock.“What size is it? Totally overwhelmed by her ardour, Harry responded, thrusting his tongue along and around hers. Puzzled by the way she’d made the last request, Harry reached out to unbutton her blouse. At the crucial moment of freedom, his rampant cock came springing free right into her face as she bent."Holy mother," she gasped, as she gazed at it, "that is some cucumber of a tool.
After just a couple of minutes, her voice came, "Right, Harry, come in here."What he saw when he entered the bedroom, lit by one small bedside lamp, almost stopped his breath. Come on."He moved to the foot of the bed, knowing he should be taking charge in some way, but all he could do was stare in some wonder at what lay before him. Harder."Now that he could see her face, he saw no image of delight, nothing but what he could only describe as, greed.
Gina, completely naked, lay spread-eagled on the bed. Naked ladies were not a new experience, but never had they been so wantonly exposed, before they’d started any fucking. But this, he thought, was his chance to really give it to her. Then her voice came again, "Now, come out of me."Dismayed, Harry thought his efforts were being rejected.
They left before the dancing ended, and finding they were catching the same train, had time to exchange hot kisses, behind a platform pillar, where she had no objections to his squeezing an excitingly rounded breast.
And just as the train arrived, Harry was sure she had been trailing her hand down towards his hardened cock.
"Harry could hardly believe he was prepared to take this from her. Reluctantly, he drew his cock out of her."Now slide it over my body, up to my mouth."Harry couldn't believe this, "But it's all-""Just fucking do it, will you?