The day had been started by the sounds of the distant market place, the salty sea breeze softly coming into the room, the French window pane double door placed ajar and the sheer curtains flowing with the breeze. As I arouse that morning feeling the pleasant ache between my legs, I had known I had made love to him the night before and fell fast asleep.
The sheets still had the scent of loving making in them and I treasured the aroma of him and I. I noticed he was not in the room but did not worry; instead I rose from the bed and noticed your diving equipment was gone; so I knew where he was.
When I looked out from the veranda a peaceful commitment came over me. The sun was warm to my unclothed body and the thoughts of the love making the night before made it feel as if he was still holding me close. I looked upon the room and I still wanted to feel the passion I felt hours ago, the juices of us started to trickle down my inner thighs, so I went to shower. On my return the passion still wore deep inside of me. I knew you would be gone for hours, so I decided to pleasure myself.
I looked upon my body now glistening from the coconut oils that I had lotion into my golden caramel skin and stroking the outer frame of my body and the cupping of my ass, I admired myself and was pleased even more of the fact that you loved it. I noticed that I still had a hand print on my ass cheek and giggled with the thought of how I received it. The thought made me hot inside.... the wanting of him inside of me the fullness of his cock and the heat that comes from his body. The shear thought of him made my nipples got hard and there was no cool breeze to cause such an effect.....it was the shear thought of him sucking them. I glide my hand towards my furry place and stroked what we both enjoyed. With every stroke my body became warm I watched my coloring in my body change and the perspiration rise, I knew I wanted you even more, the ache rose in such a way that if someone came in I wouldn't notice. I stroked myself harder and longer. I walked to the bed and laid myself down on the cool sheets, I cupped my breast and squeezed them together as if he was sucking and licking them. I firmly grabbed the right nipple and sucked while I stroked myself. The warmth and the ache between my legs and the taste of my passion was divine. Arching my back I wanted him even more, I thought I heard something and I still continued, my clit wanted all the attention and I gave it all I had.
The passion rose so high that I moaned out loud, called out your name and he appeared. He startled me at first and then he took over where my fingers were. His tongue was hot and the tip was tantalizing my clit I grab his shoulders and dug in with my nails and told him that I wanted him to take me hard and deep as if you were not caring of my feelings at this time. He rose up from below and said that he would; once he had his sugar for the day.