Today, I'm meeting my boyfriend, Raphael. He is so perfect, with his short blonde hair that seems to frame his face and his green eyes that stand out. I can hardly breathe just thinking about him.
That's when I see him. He's sitting on a bench in the local park, looking at the traffic go by. I tap his shoulder, taking his hand and heading for his house.
"So, what do you have planned?" I ask.
"Well, a lot of things."
When he unlocks his door, he almost pushes me inside. At first, I wonder what's wrong, but then I see him taking off his shirt. I drop my handbag, placing my hands on his abs. He gasps a little as I grip his biceps, kissing him roughly.
We head upstairs for his room, slamming the door shut behind us. I kick off my shoes, removing my top and skirt. As I'm doing this, I see him grow harder and harder. I smirk, unclasping my bra. As I remove my knickers, he removes his jeans and boxers.
I lie on the bed, fondling my breasts for him. He hovers over me, feeling my slit with a finger.
"You're so wet for me, baby."
I gasp, feeling his finger go around my hole and touch my clit. My legs separate, I hug them to my chest whilst his mouth covers my delicate bud.
"Oh!"
I close my eyes, just the feeling of his tongue over my clit makes me want to scream in ecstasy. I reopen my eyes slightly, to see him looking at me whilst sucking on my now swollen clit.
"Oh baby, fuck me!"
He shakes his head, standing up. His hard cock was at least eight inches long! I gulp nervously, kneeling on the floor in front of him.
"It's okay, baby.