I'll give you fever...It’s that special time of year, when the golden poppies can be seen dancing in the gentle spring wind. Everything (including me!) is in full bloom. It’s that time when layers of cozy winter clothes begin to come off, and the windows can be opened once again to feel the fresh dewy breeze caress my supple skin. As you know, many things can easily ignite my arousal, and lingering languidly on a warm spring afternoon is most certainly one of them.

I am lavishing there, with the warm rays of sunshine bronzing my smooth skin and the sweetly scented breeze gently rustling my hair. Almost glowing, you watch as I stretch slowly like a minx in front of the open window, my curves are accentuated with each sensual movement. You slide up behind me and trace your finger slowly down my neck, leaning in to place a soft kiss at the nape. With your hands on my shoulders you feel my body slightly shudder – you know exactly how sensitive I am there and the instant thrill your kiss would send tingling through my body.

I let out a small moan and attempt to turn and kiss you, but you strengthen your grip on my shoulders to keep me facing away. “No…” you whisper softly in my ear as the warm breeze turns into a gust. I relax my shoulders and give in to your slight demand – knowing that giving you the reigns always leads to a fulfilling reward. Your lips move lower, brushing again against the soft curve of my slinky neck and gingerly move downward as I feel your hands slide around to cup my warm sun-kissed breasts. You hold them firmly, lifting them ever so slightly to feel their weight and you let out a moan of your own. Slowly you slip one hand down, letting your fingers trace faintly over my flat tummy to the warm mound between my fleshy thighs. With knowing fingers you easily find my clit and begin outlining gentle circles, feeling it begin to plump with desire.

“Do you know what you do to me?” you ask, as you feel my heightened rousing and your tender patience begin to give way to yearning desire. Before the words have even left your lips, your fingers glide swiftly down and into my tightness. I answer you with a gasp, and feel you press your hard cock against me. I spread my legs in an unspoken command and you begin to finger me harder and deeper, while intensifying your grip on my breast. With your fingertips you start to instinctively roll my taut nipple in one hand while simultaneously fingering me and brushing your thumb against my clit. I want you so deeply inside me, but I’m unable to hold out any longer from the rhythmic way you are working my body so completely. With your fingers inside me you begin to feel me quiver and cum before I can even utter a sound. I clench around you again and again, and you feel that distinct wave of wetness. Now it is you that can hold out no longer. Bending me over you press the head of your shaft between my sweet lady lips and enter me with determination.

I cry out at the initial penetration of your rock hard cock driving deep into me. Still in the throes of bliss, I nearly climax again as you begin to charge more rapidly. I grasp at the windowsill as you hold my hips firmly and thrust yourself again and again into my velvet depths. You bring a hand around again and begin rubbing my clit in perfect rhythm with your thrusts, and I feel you bend forward slightly, your hot breath against my back coming in quick gasps. “Ashlee…” you moan in a longing voice, but before you can finish your thought I tighten myself around you and you can’t take it another moment. Sinking deep into my now soaked pussy you feel that unmistakable surge come pouring forth as you begin to pump wave after wave of hot cum into me. Knowing you are filling me is all it takes for me to peak into another glorious orgasm. My body is now beginning to tremble from the pure ecstasy that only you can bring me to. Slowly, your balls empty completely into me, and our matched passion leaves a glistening trail of your cum and my sweet juices trickling down my thigh. As you delicately pull out, you can’t help but smile at the way it glistens in the spring sunshine…



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error: My hips are yours to handle, my pussy is your cock\'s honey-hole. I might let you have this picture too, if you ask for it the next time I make you cum!