The ferry ride, so cold that even the tourists scurry inside after snapping off a couple quick pictures, the Lady in the harbor looks on, majestically unconcerned. The cold doesn't touch me, your voice echoes in my mind, sultry and filled with longing for my kiss.
Finally I reach the Island, I politely move ahead of the crowd, my body leading me straight to where your car is waiting. As I get in, your hands and mine caress each other as we grasp each others faces, kissing deeply, passionately.
The sound of car horns jars us back to reality, still kissing, I can feel your smile against my lips as we part. The ride to your house is a brief one, thankfully, and my hand is rubbing up and down on your thigh, making you step harder on the gas at every green light. On the curves, I touch your throbbing pussy, feeling how wet you are already, and you grasp my pulsing cock in your hand whenever you can. Sometimes I wonder if we're going to crash, but I'm too far gone to care!
We don't waste any time once we get inside, all week we've been dying for this moment. Our clothes disappear as if by magic, our mouths locked together, tongues seeking and probing, devouring each other, breathing the same breath.
My hands roam your body, pulling you closer by grabbing your ass in my strong hands, kneading as you moan against me. One hand cups your sopping pussy, almost lifting you in my palm as the heel of my hand presses hard on your clit. Your knees tremble as your head rests on my shoulder, I take your hair in my fist and kiss your mouth fiercely, as two of my long fingers slip inside of you. Reaching up, deeper inside, to massage your innermost place, feeling your body start to convulse, as I rhythmically pulse my fingers against your g-spot. Your body spasms, again and again, all my strength devoted to holding you up by your pubic bone, as you gush hot wetness over my palm and wrist. I hold you close while the tremors subside, feeling your breath hot against my neck, just holding my hand still inside you.
You reach down now, to take my dripping cock in your hand, I love the look on your face as you measure it by sliding your little hand down it's length, when you raise your fingers up to taste the clear fluid running from me with every throbbing heartbeat, I know what you want next.
I gently let go of your sweet little pussy, licking your sweet cum from my fingers as you watch fascinated, trembling. I want to be inside of you so much, but when you drop to your knees before me, everything in the world disappears, except the sight of you with my cock poised to enter your mouth. Your tongue flicks out and tastes me again, softly licking around the engorged head, gripping me firmly in your tiny hands. You feel it twitching, you look me straight in the eyes as you slowly try to engulf my cock in your mouth. When you feel it in the back of your throat, you realize there's no way you can swallow it all, but to please me you try anyway.
