She didn’t know that I knew, Part 13

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She didn’t know that I knew, Part 13I looked in the mirror, after turning on the bathroom light, and realized that I was a fucking Mess! His cum was all over me and in my hair! I washed myself as best I could, short of taking a shower, but I didn’t want to take too long. As I exited the bathroom and looked for my dress, it’s then that I saw it: The huge wet spot on his beautiful duvet cover on the bed! I knew that if I used a wet washcloth, it would only ae it worse. I had to say something to Him. As I again looked for my dress, I noticed His white dress shirt, on the floor where I had thrown it and decided that might look sexy. I put it on but like everything else about Him, it was HUGE on my 5’4” frame. I tried to roll up the sleeves and finally felt presentable. I went down the hall and into the kitchen area. He was facing me and wearing an apron. He didn’t have a shirt on and His muscular frame really showed in the apron. He was chopping something, with a knife, and the room smelled incredible. As I approached, His face lit up. “Hey Baby” He said with a smile, “you look terrific…”“Thanks D,” I replied, as I pulled at His extra big shirt that hung on me, “But much like everything else you have, this is WAY too big for me.”He laughed that sexy laugh and said:“You did really well” He said sincerely, “How do you feel?”“Like the 8:15 train just slammed into me” I said with a hint of a smile.He laughed again and added,“Well,” He said with His confident smile, “After dinner, I’d be glad to kiss it and make it better.”“Oh, you would, would you?” I replied and then attempted to change the subject. “So, what’s for dinner?” I asked, trying to change the subject. “It smells terrific.”“Braised Lamb” he said, “It won’t be too much longer. Would you like some wine, while we’re waiting?”‘Braised Lamb?’ I thought. ‘Who makes that at home? güvenilir bahis He really is as good in the kitchen as He is in the bedroom.’“I’d love some wine,” I replied, “as long as You’re having some too.”“I always cook with wine” He added, “and sometimes I even put it in the food.”We both laughed, and He turned around to get another wine glass. Its then that I almost choked! He wasn’t earing ANYING under the apron. His entire back and tight ass were totally exposed. And WHAT an ASS! I almost jumped off the barstool to ran around and bite Him on his super-toned ass cheek. I tried to control myself and thought that I ask Him another question:“Do you mind” I asked sincerely, “if I ask you something?”“Just over 10” He replied, His back still to me.“Pardon?” I shot back. He turned and faced me and said:“Just over ten inches” he repeated Himself. “Was that your question?”“NO” I said… “Well, yes, eventually, but not know… Oh My GOD!”He laughed out loud and then added:“What was your question?” he asked.“Well” I stammered, knowing why it was such a tight fit, “You didn’t get it all the way inside of me, did you?”He walked around the counter holding my wine, set it down and took my face into His hands:“In time,” He said while smiling at me. My pussy responded by moistening. “Did you enjoy yourself?” He asked.“You have no idea.” I replied, “and that’s another thing…”“What?” he asked“I’m afraid” I explained, “that I made a mess of your beautiful duvet”He laughed and said, “Is that all? I thought that you were going to give me some bad news.” He went on, “Besides, WE made a mess. And If you feel that badly, perhaps you can make it up to me after dinner.” He finished with that smile and then leaned into me and we kissed and I swear that I felt His dick harden under the apron. Just then, the timer went off.“That’s My sauce” türkçe bahis He said and ran around to the stove.‘…you should see MY sauce right now’ I thought to myself, referring to the moisture between my legs that was certainly running down to His shirt.“Let’s eat right there, at the bar, shall we?” he added and handed me plates.The dinner was out of this world, much like everything else about Him. In a bold move, I decided to ask Him another personal question:“You’re amazing, D” I said, “You really are… So why no wife, to steady woman, if you don’t mind me asking?”He smiled and took a drink from His wine glass.“Is that too personal?” I quickly asked, after seeing His silence, “If so, then I am so sorry.”He spun His frame to face me, His knees on each side of my legs and once again, took my face into His strong hands.“You my ask me anything that you want” he explained, “as long as you are prepared for my always-honest answer… ““I am” I said, after a hard swallow. “Two main reasons, really. He explained, “One is that I travel a great deal of the time and that’s just not fair to a woman who I make a commitment too.”“And the other?” I asked, now really intrigued.“I have certain requirements of My women.” “Go on” I asked.“For one,” He explained, “She needs to able to accommodate me…. All of me.”“I see” I said, sounding somewhat defeated.“And I don’t mean only physically,” He added, as he searched for the right words. “What DO you mean?” I asked.“I have a strong desire” He said, “for a certain, unique kind of relationship.”My head was swimming as I tried to imagine what He meant, yet I didn’t want to push too hard. I also knew that it was getting late, so I walked around into the kitchen and started cleaning up.“Don’t’ do that” he said, “Come here to me.”I walked back around and said that I wanted to help him straighten up güvenilir bahis siteleri as He pulled me closer and kissed me full on the lips. I melted into him and as I stood between His knees, once again.“I think” He said, still hold me close to Him, “That we should work on that first requirement.”“Accommodate you?” I replied, with a blush spreading over my body.“You already accommodate me” He replied, but then added, “Now I’d like you to accommodate ALL of me.”With those words and me feeling a bit light-headed from the rush of lust, He stood, removed His apron and scooped me up int His arms. I wrapped my legs around His torso and he placed His powerful arms under my thighs and lifted my Body. I placed my arms around His neck as he lifted my torso up toward His chest, kissed my breast.“Reach down” He said, “And guide Me up into you.” I did as he asked and screamed out as I felt Him lower my body onto His shaft. He went SO far up inside of me that I couldn’t believe what I was feeling. I climaxed immediately, and I know that I creamed all over His cock. He smiled and while continuing to hold me on Him, in that position, He walked us down the hallway and into His bedroom.I lost total track of time, but I do remember my phone ringing and He answering it. At that time, I was tenderly licking His cock clean of cum. The other thing that I remember, much later, was the sense of morning daylight creeping into His bedroom. He adjusted the shade, from a remote on the nightstand, and continued fucking me. He took me in so many positions, but I do remember, at one point, finally feeling His massive balls resting against my ass. I told Him so and we celebrated by Him finally, and for the first time that evening, cumming inside of my pussy. I couldn’t believe how amazing it felt as the spongy head of His massive cock banged against, and finally past, my cervix and then the throbbing of His huge-man-meat, as stream after stream of His hot cum splashed all over the walls of my spasming cunt… and my pussy lips squeezed and tried to hold Him inside of me!To Be Continued….

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