Keep kissing Linda

Linda’s body shivers and moves under yours, answering to your lips and palms moves.

Tears keep flowing down her face under your palm, but she doesn’t sob anymore, just moan.

Her knees raise around your head, that is still between her legs. That’s a perfect place for you. Soon she’ll thrust your head with these knees, sealing it, making you kiss and lick faster, and then…

No.

Suddenly Linda arches her back, moans quietly - and then just gets still.

You even look at her face to make sure she is okay.

She is. Her mascara is all over her face, flown by her tears. But she is fine. Calm as you’ve never seen her before.

You lay on the floor next to Linda, and she looks at you.

“Thank you. I needed that” - she says with a deep voice.

You aren’t sure you should, but can’t help asking her about the scar.

Does she wear the pantyhose to cover it?

“No, silly”, - Linda gives you a warm smile, - “I wear pantyhose because it’s beautiful. Stylish. Sexy. I just love it”.

Then her face becomes thoughtful.

“And I loved the girl that gave me that scar. She was my bottom. And a biker”.

Oh no. Did they… get into some road accident and that girl…?

Linda looks at your worried face and reassures you.

“She’s alive, don’t worry. Yeah, we crashed on her motorbike once. But that was long before she cheated on me”.

So that’s what made Linda that cold and distant? She is scared to become too close and then to be left again?

Linda puts on a smile.

“Don’t worry, doll. I overcame that pretty well. You just… touched the old wound. But that’s nothing”.

That isn’t nothing, for sure. And looking at Linda, you swear to yourself that you won’t ever cheat on her. And you want her to know that.