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Shyly you come towards me. Your nightie is red, short, and lacy. A single delicate pearl button between your breasts holds the top closed. Almost sheer, the outline of your nipples creates a shadow darker than your skin; thin straps of red across each shoulder. The shadow of your tummy button is clearly visible. Panties the same colour. My God! This is my gift. My body reacts. I want you. I can feel the shyness in you. You quickly climb into the bed and cover yourself. “No,” I say. “I want to see you.” Slowly I pull the blanket aside, but your grip tightens, resisting. I become more insistent and you relent. After all, this is my gift. “Sit up.” Your eyes refuse to meet mine, but you comply. “I şahinbey escort can’t believe I am doing this.” “You’re doing this because you want to.” “I’ve wanted to for a long time.” “Look at me.” Your eyes finally meet mine. And a faint smile grows. “Do you like your gift?” What can I say in answer? It is more than a gift. It is a statement of the courage that you have found in yourself. It is an awareness of your own body and the effect that you have on me. It is an acknowledgement of your womanhood. It is much more than a gift. “Shi de.” A simple answer in your own language. But not enough. “God, yes.” “I bought it for you.” “Thank you. Xie xie ni.” And you laugh. “You always make me laugh.” “Come to me.” And you sink into my arms. Your skin is hot. I feel the heat from every inch of you. I kiss your neck and my tongue once again plays with your ear. You snuggle in closer and I hold you tighter. I can feel the swell of your breasts against my chest. My hands slide down over your hot little ass and I pull you closer. You grind against me and my cock rises. I push you up. I want to see your face. I want to kiss your lips. I want your tongue in my mouth. Your panties interfere. I slide my hands beneath the elastic waistband. Soft smooth skin as I always imagined. Just as I remember. No need to remember. This is real. I know for myself. Skin, hot to the touch. As my grip tightens on the two orbs of your backside, your beautiful pi gu, you grind against my cock. I push against you with my hips, a clear signal that I want you. I want to be deep inside you. I want to make love with you. Wo xiang he ni zuo ai. I want to hear you say: “Harder. Deeper. Faster.” I want to splash my juices inside you, to mix with your own wetness. “Sit up.” You do; sitting astride my hips, my cock insistently throbbing between your thighs. I release the single pearl-like button between your breasts and your nightie opens slightly. With both hands, I cup the twin mounds of your breasts pinching each nipple between my thumbs and fingers. You suck air between your teeth with a hiss. Your eyes roll heavenward, like a plea to God for release. Your nipples respond; erect, stiff, tender, aching at my touch.
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