Veronica found herself waiting for me again. I had just finished in the garage while she got ready for our evening out to the movies. My shower was hurried and I pull on my jeans and shirt quickly after patting on her favorite Armani cologne. I see her tapping her foot at the back of the couch as she touches up her lipstick. She does not hear me approaching from behind as my hand reaches up to brush her blonde hair aside. I slowly and softly place my lips on the bare skin I had just revealed. She inhales quickly as the soft warmth of my lips register on her flesh. Her body slightly shivers at my touch as my hands find her waist to steady her. She leans back into me welcoming the moment. My hands slide from her waist to the bottom of her blouse and pull it out of her skirt. They find her hot flesh underneath, smooth and inviting. My lips work their way to her ear. I feel her heart racing against me as I whisper, "I want to bury my cock deep inside you."
She pushes her ass back and grinds against my hard jean covered member. My hands trace up her sides agonizingly slow. I do it ever so lightly her body gets goose bumps and I reach the bottom of her bra. I step back slightly and release her double D globes from their bindings. They release freely as I slide around and slip my hands under the satin and lace bra she's wearing. I slowly cup and rub under them, taking their weight in my hands. My tongue finds the nape of her neck and I blow the wet trail I have created there. The combination of my tit massage and blowing causes her nipples to go erect and I pinch them slowly. I hear her exhale in a whispered gasp knowing that this is her weakness. I whisper again in her ear how hot she is as I lift her bra and blouse up over her head. I throw them onto the couch in front of us. My hands return to Veronica's ample breasts and I continue breathing and kissing on her hear making her grind back again. She throws her head back meeting my lips on hers, my tongue finding its rightful place in her mouth. She reaches back and releases my jeans to the floor. She begins to rub my raging hard cock through the thin material of my boxer briefs.
My hands fall away from her breast massage and find the side zipper of her skirt. My fingers teasingly pull at it. I ever so slowly pull it down, pushing two fingers inside the material released. I pull her skirt down and over her hips revealing a red satin and lace thong. I tell her how amazing she looks in just heels and the thong. Then, I fall to my knees so I can rub and view her ass close up. I begin to massage and slowly knead it as my hand reaches between her cheeks and grab the fabric there. I gently pull up on it slightly pulling back and exposing her pussy in all its wet and glistening glory. My hands find her waist one more time as my fingers slide around the side straps of her thong. I gently glide my hands down pulling the thong with them as I watch the material of it peel away from her soaked labia. They stare at me in pouty desire.
