10) rose, timidity and guitar / part 2

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She came around the bench, the guitar player put aside his guitar and she sat on his lap. After the first kiss he whispered, “I’m going to play my music on you now!” His right hand held her back and his flat left hand touched her cheek, went to her ear and softly pulled back her long hair. He kissed her cheek and ear and went down her neck while his hand slowly tore down her blouse to free her shoulder. There she stopped him, “I want to be only yours. Please, take me into your house!” So he lifted her up and carried her in on his arms. She did not see much of the inside because she only looked into his eyes. Him as well, he was sunken in her eyes, as he knew the way to his bed by heart. The bed wasn’t large, but they wanted to lay very close to each other anyway. Only some birds looking through the window and a rabbit sitting at the open left door were witnesses of what happened then (And of course, the writer. Otherwise he wouldn’t have been able to write the tale). He softly put her down on the bed, on his left elbow the forearm under her neck, her right arm through between his left arm and body with her hand on his back. His right leg had found place between hers what she permitted willingly because every little part of her body desired to be touched by his. He began his love attack by kissing her lips while his right hand ran down her cheek to her ear to free it from her long hair and the upper part of his right thigh softly pressed her pussy where he felt the full heat of her desire. With her left arm through between his right arm and body, she pulled him closer to her forcing him to entirely lie on her. Her bosom and his breast moved at the same rhythm, when his was filled with breath, hers was empty, and the other way round, so their lips and lower bodies stayed in constant touch. Then he kissed her cheek, neck, shoulder and went down to her bosom while her fingers ran through his hair. When he reached her pussy-lips with his tongue he realized that she was already so hot and wet, veritably waiting for him, that his mouth went up to her mouth again a bit faster than he came down. She looked into his eyes with the smile of a rose in love inviting him to make her his totally. Tenderly the glans of his genital entered her pussy and she gave a faint sigh. She spread her legs as much as possible to absorb him entirely. Tender kisses slowly were replaced by much wilder ones, moves of his dick in and out, half in and half out, deep in and nearly totally out by faster pushes. As their blood had filled their genitals completely, hers pressing his dick, his as hard as steel, they closed the eyes, only enjoying the being of pussy and dick. The feeling of cold and hot, of total thoughtlessness, of the world vanishing, of their heads being entirely empty. When his cum filled her pussy, she gave a louder sigh and for a moment stopped to breath. He sank down on her exhausted by joy and effort.

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