[ricardo]

Stacy could feel the fingers pressing against her collarbone with exactly the right pressure, just the way she liked it. It was a big pair of hands and they are now moving slowly towards her hip. She was facing down on the bed fully naked. She loved it when her lover massage for her, it usually end up with great sex. The hands were now stroking her inner thighs; she gently spread out her legs to allow the hands better reach. She could feel the excitement building up and her body was reacting accordingly.

A finger went in, it was an easy entry as she was already wet. The finger was roaming expertly, just the way she would do it herself. She long for her own breast, they were screaming for her own touch. She reach out to the finger, holding on to it making sure it is still doing its job while she turn over face up. The finger did not stop a moment and she started to caress her breast with her hand moving them up and down. Her eyes were still closed.

“Eat me, will u” she said while spreading her legs wider. Her lover’s head lowered, she felt him kissing her at the perimeter of her love hole before suddenly give her a full lick over. The sudden change in movement makes her almost come but she resisted, as she knew more would follow. Her nipples were now hardened and she needed them service as well. She licked her fingers and circled them around her nipples to feel the wetness. It was time to ask for it.

“Fuck me please” her lover withdrew the tongue; she could feel the head it was a slow and careful insertion. The expectation is building up. She shivered when it was fully in and with every push she felt her body losing more control. She felt weightless. She moved her hands to feel her lover’s chest longing for the chest hair. It was bare; there was no chest hair.

Shock! She opened her eyes, facing her was the disgusting face of Mike. He was sweating and stinks. He was ramming away like no tomorrow. She lost all interest. She would like let him do the job and hoped it finished as soon as possible. It would not last long she knew. Before she could try to re-start her imagination, he was finished. She pushed him away and he walked straight to the toilet. She could not be bothered with cleaning herself and pretended to sleep. Mike got into bed and said “It was great, love”. She ignored him, longing for her lover.