A knock sounds at the door. Opening the door you find a man you have never met, but whose face is precious to you. A smile blooms on your face as you open the door wider and welcome me inside. Suddenly feeling awkward, you ask me about my trip. I reply that it was fine and give you a long look. I reach out for you, you are surrounded by the long arms that you have learned to love but never felt. Looking up, you reach your hand out to touch my face. I lean down and kiss you. The kiss, at first a welcome, becomes deeper as passion explodes.
Tongues duel and hands begin to wander and explore as yet undiscovered territory. Passion, so long denied, explodes in you and you burn to feel me inside of you. Reaching for my shirt, you open each button and kiss the treasure before you. Working your way down you come to my buckle, and looking up for the permission, you are rewarded by my nod. Kneeling before me you remove my shoes and reach up to undo the buckle. The sound of the zipper is loud in the room that is filled only with the sound of our harsh breath. Reaching up you grab the sides of my jeans and pull them down. Reaching out you caress the length of me with your hands. Learning the feel of me, caressing me. Moving forward, you lick up from the base of my shaft to the tip. Looking up to see me watching you, you surround the tip with your mouth and slowly take me inside, while all the while looking at me. I close my eyes and throw my head back while thrusting my hips forward.