Boy this room was dark. Whenever this room was. The air felt cool as it dried her off my dick. That scent was as unmistakable as her pet name was for me. It was disconcerting that I could not see her . Sight is such an overrid ing sense in these situations for me. I hear that is a common male bias. But at this time I shoul d no nothing of such things. With Rene it should be a mutual training and explo ration time. I know things this time that I should not know and did not know last time around. The urge to show off was prodigious. The mess it could make even more so. Bu t it was oh so very dark. I could hear her breathing. Sighing. Purring. I led with my hands. Found familiar thighs. Sturdy and long. I spread them and trailed little kisses along the inside of my favorite . Each one with relish. Some with a little tease of tongue. Some without. Her scent grew stronger. She smelled like none have since. She smelled fabulous. She was ripening with each tender
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