separated the flesh of my bosom from his bare touch, my excitement grew. As I rested back onto the mattress, Brandon's supple and moist lips kissed and sucked on my aroused nipples.
My body was quickly losing control. With the blindfold on I couldn't see a thing. But I felt everything. The sense of touch erotically heightened.
Brandon glided his right hand down my side. I tingled from his touch. I felt his fingers loop under my panties and then he slid them off. His digit caressed around my sex.
He lifted back my folds and slid two of his digits inside. He encircled and pressed my clit. His fingers worked further into the silky and moist depths of my sex. He added a third digit. He rapidly moved his long, hard fingers.
I thrust my hips upward in concert with his rapid movement. My pussy was dripping wet and I was rapidly escalating toward climax. While he masterfully maneuvered his digits inside of me, Brandon continued to massage my tits with his mouth. Brandon brought me to the peak and my release was dizzying.
After I came, Brandon withdrew his fingers from inside. He tenderly kissed my chest and stomach as I continued to drift back from my orgasm. When I had regained equilibrium, Brandon pulled me further up on the bed. He spread my legs and I could feel his hips move in between.
My core was hot with desire for his cock. Brandon took my right hand and moved it onto his throbbing manhood. I grabbed hold and slid my lace-covered palm along his hard shaft. Brandon moaned with delight.
He gently removed my hand. I could feel the latex of the condom make contact with my slit. With one quick thrust Brandon plunged into me.
“Oh, Yes!” I screamed with delight.
Brandon held my wrists against the bed. His body pressed on top of mine. His rock hard pecs against my heaving breasts.
“Fuck me harder, baby. Oh, Brandon, Brandon, Brandon!” I followed it with a string of “Yes, Yes, Yes!” as Brandon pushed hard and fast into the deep recesses of my sex. I was filled, stretched, and pleasured. It was Fourth of July and New Year's Eve fireworks all rolled into one.
I was breathing so hard I thought I was going to pass out. As Brandon thrust harder he brought me higher and higher. It would take me a week to come down from where he was sending me. I was certain that my moans could be heard all the way atop the Eiffel Tower.
We were getting close. We were both building to the summit of sexual ecstasy. I had been right, once again we were going to Shangri-La. We both cried out in release as we came. It was the most intense orgasm of my life.
Brandon pulled out and collapsed next to me on the bed. I heard his breathing next to my ear. I could feel my breasts moving up and down with each deep breath that I took. I couldn't believe how great the sex just was. Brandon and I were reaching dizzying heights of sexual pleasure.
“Wow!” was all that I could say after I caught my breath.
“Ashley, you are all I will ever need. I love you more than ever.”
I removed the blindfold and looked deep into his gorgeous blue eyes. They sparkled like the Mediterranean. More than that, they revealed a deep love. There was no doubt that Brandon Mitchell loved me. I could trust that I was all that he would ever need.
Chapter Fourteen
We enjoyed breakfast out on the patio with our view of the Eiffel Tower. It was going to be our first stop on day one of our Paris tour. We'd have lunch in a lovely cafe and then take in the Louvre. We would round out our day with dinner and a cruise along the Seine.
“I think I pulled a muscle last night,” Brandon said as he sat at the patio table after tipping the room service waiter.
“Well, you did go at it pretty hard.”
“I like pushing the limits of our bodies.”
“It is thrilling,” I said with a smile.
A gentle breeze moved across the patio. It was a lovely autumn morning. The sky was clear and it would be a relatively warm day. Perfect for sight seeing.
“I am glad we took
My body was quickly losing control. With the blindfold on I couldn't see a thing. But I felt everything. The sense of touch erotically heightened.
Brandon glided his right hand down my side. I tingled from his touch. I felt his fingers loop under my panties and then he slid them off. His digit caressed around my sex.
He lifted back my folds and slid two of his digits inside. He encircled and pressed my clit. His fingers worked further into the silky and moist depths of my sex. He added a third digit. He rapidly moved his long, hard fingers.
I thrust my hips upward in concert with his rapid movement. My pussy was dripping wet and I was rapidly escalating toward climax. While he masterfully maneuvered his digits inside of me, Brandon continued to massage my tits with his mouth. Brandon brought me to the peak and my release was dizzying.
After I came, Brandon withdrew his fingers from inside. He tenderly kissed my chest and stomach as I continued to drift back from my orgasm. When I had regained equilibrium, Brandon pulled me further up on the bed. He spread my legs and I could feel his hips move in between.
My core was hot with desire for his cock. Brandon took my right hand and moved it onto his throbbing manhood. I grabbed hold and slid my lace-covered palm along his hard shaft. Brandon moaned with delight.
He gently removed my hand. I could feel the latex of the condom make contact with my slit. With one quick thrust Brandon plunged into me.
“Oh, Yes!” I screamed with delight.
Brandon held my wrists against the bed. His body pressed on top of mine. His rock hard pecs against my heaving breasts.
“Fuck me harder, baby. Oh, Brandon, Brandon, Brandon!” I followed it with a string of “Yes, Yes, Yes!” as Brandon pushed hard and fast into the deep recesses of my sex. I was filled, stretched, and pleasured. It was Fourth of July and New Year's Eve fireworks all rolled into one.
I was breathing so hard I thought I was going to pass out. As Brandon thrust harder he brought me higher and higher. It would take me a week to come down from where he was sending me. I was certain that my moans could be heard all the way atop the Eiffel Tower.
We were getting close. We were both building to the summit of sexual ecstasy. I had been right, once again we were going to Shangri-La. We both cried out in release as we came. It was the most intense orgasm of my life.
Brandon pulled out and collapsed next to me on the bed. I heard his breathing next to my ear. I could feel my breasts moving up and down with each deep breath that I took. I couldn't believe how great the sex just was. Brandon and I were reaching dizzying heights of sexual pleasure.
“Wow!” was all that I could say after I caught my breath.
“Ashley, you are all I will ever need. I love you more than ever.”
I removed the blindfold and looked deep into his gorgeous blue eyes. They sparkled like the Mediterranean. More than that, they revealed a deep love. There was no doubt that Brandon Mitchell loved me. I could trust that I was all that he would ever need.
Chapter Fourteen
We enjoyed breakfast out on the patio with our view of the Eiffel Tower. It was going to be our first stop on day one of our Paris tour. We'd have lunch in a lovely cafe and then take in the Louvre. We would round out our day with dinner and a cruise along the Seine.
“I think I pulled a muscle last night,” Brandon said as he sat at the patio table after tipping the room service waiter.
“Well, you did go at it pretty hard.”
“I like pushing the limits of our bodies.”
“It is thrilling,” I said with a smile.
A gentle breeze moved across the patio. It was a lovely autumn morning. The sky was clear and it would be a relatively warm day. Perfect for sight seeing.
“I am glad we took
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