Make love under the waterfall

Jasmine kisses me slowly, pressing her fine lips onto mine. She speeds up, knocking me down into the water. She is sitting on my middle, legs to the side of my body. Her breasts bounce around as she landed. She leans down towards me, kissing me deeply. Her pussy slips into my cock, sliding like a fit glove. She grabs my wrists and pushes them above my head. She slowly moves forwards and back, rubbing her body and pumping herself onto me.

The water, the sex, the beauty. I haven’t felt this way since Vienna, a few hundred years ago after the Ottomans were defeated by my army under the leadership of the Commonwealth’s King.

We had our fun for hours. Suddenly it got darker. Jasmine looks up, and gets off me. I sit up, wondering why she stopped.

“I’m sorry, lover. I have an important event coming soon. Perhaps we can meet again some other time?” Jasmine says.

“Sure. I have to wake up my vampires before night rise anyways. They must be hungry.” I reply. Jasmine nods, I nod back. Jasmine jumps up to the door above. I follow her.

I leave her club, fully clothed, smiling and happy. I haven’t had a great time with her for a long time and I feel proud. Now, I should be going back to my club.