Tell her you love her too

Mandy bites her bottom lip, staring deeply into your eyes. you can feel her breath getting heavier. Slowly, you reach up and brush a loose strand of hair behind her ear. Smiling as gently as possible, you whisper, “I love you too, Mandy.”

Mandy lets her bottom lip go and smiles. As she leans down to kiss you, she closes her eyes slowly. Your lips meet tenderly, then softly press together until your top lip and her bottom **** our mouths open. You both suck gently at each other’s lips as she pulls back slightly. Without breaking contact, Mandy presses her lips back against yours to repeat the kiss again. And again.

She pulls away and you open your eyes. It takes you a second to focus through the tears that well up. Her face is lit; her eyes blaze; and her smile radiates.

She bites her bottom lip again briefly. “I love you so much, John. I’ve wanted to tell you for so long.”

Then she leans in to kiss you again, and you lose yourselves in the taste. You caress the smooth skin under her shirt, feeling every delicate contour of her back. Her fingers running through your hair send little, electric chills through your body, which contrast so perfectly with the warm crush of Mandy’s groin grinding against your cock.

Mandy moans gently into your mouth as you kiss. Her moans are music to your ears against the wet, slurping noise of your lips. After a few moments she pulls away to catch her breath.

“Are you alright?” you pull your hand out from the back of her shirt and stroke her face.

“Uh-huh,” she half moans, half breathes.

With your hands on either side of her face, you pull her back towards you and start kissing more passionately.

You lose all sense of time as you kiss her. The only thing you know for sure is that you both are getting carried away. Your breathing becomes heavier, and Mandy’s whimpering moans grow more intense.

You kiss her along her cheek and jawline, ending at her ear, where you suck on her earlobe. You repeat how much you love her and how special she is in **** whispers.

She pulls away and pushes you back, so you fall on the bed. While staring directly into your eyes, she pulls down her pants, showing you, she is wearing one of your favorite pair of her pink bikini cut panties.

She straddles your lap, her panty-clad pussy grinding against your cock. Her arms cross over her stomach, and she then pulls them up above her head, peeling off her shirt and throwing it across the room.

You are in awe, gazing up at her perfect breasts. They are spectacularly round, somehow defying gravity. Her delicious little nipples stand proudly at attention at the center of her dark pink areolas.

“Do you like them don’t you, John?” she pleads, desperately seeking your reassurance.

You sit up, stretching out your arms and groaning incoherently. Mandy giggles as you cup her breasts, perfectly fitting into your hands. You squeeze the soft flesh, rubbing your thumbs over her nipples that harden under your touch.

She is clumsily holding your head to her chest, and you stuck between her nubile breasts. You can’t seem to find a way to get your mouth around either of her teasing nipples. Looking up at her, you plead with your eyes for her permission to have access.

Another giggle escapes her lips, followed by a long, moaning kiss, and she rolls over to lie back on the bed. Her brown hair fans out seductively on the pillow while she gazes up at you with a radiant smile.

Mandy is rubbing her palms back and forth on the outside of her breasts, causing the soft globes to jiggle hypnotically. She seductively rubs one leg against the other, bending her knee and accentuating the curve of her hip.

You throw off your pants and shirt and crawl over her. Straddling her thighs and holding your weight off her body, you kiss her deeply. You in your boxers and her in just her panties.

“Are you sure you’re okay?” you pant.

“Yes, you am. I really want this, John,” she replies, her breath trembling.

Your hands guide you as you kiss down her body from her lips. Her skin feels so incredibly smooth and toned. And her scent captivates you entirely—a tantalizing blend of the clean, earthy freshness of her skin and lingering traces of perfume.

The terrain softens magically as you kiss your way up the top of her right breast. You want to take your time, and tease her delicately, but you just can’t help yourself. When you arrive at the summit, you greedily suck her proud nipple into your mouth. You pull back, sucking at her nipple as you go, before gorging yourself on her soft flesh again and again.

Her whimpering moans, twitches, and fingers roughly brushing through your hair spur you on. You kiss your way to her other neglected breast and repeat your feast.

You manage to regain some composure. Slowly circling your tongue around her areola, you spiral in towards the center. You suckle gently at her nipple before tenderly holding it between your teeth. You nibble at her, causing her to take sharp breaths every time you bite down. Then, clamping tightly, you flick the end of her nipple quickly with the tip of your tongue.

“Oh, John, oh,” she moans.

You don’t know how much longer you spend worshiping at Mandy’s heavenly breasts, but your wrists are already aching from holding yourself above her.

Her legs are still together, infuriatingly sliding against each other. you lie down beside her, pressing your side to her warm, slender limb, taking the weight off your arms. From cupping her breasts, you trail your fingertips down her stomach, doing slow, gentle laps of her navel, until your kisses catch up. As you caress her, your hands feel the taut muscles beneath her skin. But as your kisses follow, your lips and tongue only find the softest pale flesh.

But you can’t but help feel some tension building.