allonblack
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Jason
I was relieved to hear her say she wanted me to make love to her. It made this experience feel more romantic and less like a prostitution experience.
Although Ashley was in her early 20s her youth was very apparent. I noticed her toenails were painted with sparkly turquoise nail polish. I cupped her tiny foot in my hand and said "Cute" pointing to the nail polish. Her body still seemed like an enigma. I could tell she was petite but with a hint of muscularity. I sat her up on the bed and slid her top off over her head. Something on her back caught my eye, it was a tattoo of a unicorn on her lower back. I had a fetish for those, they always seemed like a bullseye to me.
Her breasts seemed to be about a B cup, they didn't sway or move much but they were a good handful. I removed her pants to get a better view of her tattoo. I started to slide my fingertips under the elastic waistband of her panties but decided I should wait until she gave me the go ahead. Her panties had two cherries stitched on the front. I smiled but assumed it had been a long time since she had her cherry. I didn't want to think of her as a slut but her body language told me she had meanlingless amounts of sex in the past and thought perhaps in desperation that an ex-con like me could show her a taste of love. I stripped down to just my boxer shorts. I pulled my cock out of the slit in the front and slid the foreskin back. Her curly blond hair fell across her breasts, I flipped the hair over her shoulders. I took a seat beside her on the bed. We both stared straight ahead at the door. I took her hand in mine and squeezed softly.
I was relieved to hear her say she wanted me to make love to her. It made this experience feel more romantic and less like a prostitution experience.
Although Ashley was in her early 20s her youth was very apparent. I noticed her toenails were painted with sparkly turquoise nail polish. I cupped her tiny foot in my hand and said "Cute" pointing to the nail polish. Her body still seemed like an enigma. I could tell she was petite but with a hint of muscularity. I sat her up on the bed and slid her top off over her head. Something on her back caught my eye, it was a tattoo of a unicorn on her lower back. I had a fetish for those, they always seemed like a bullseye to me.
Her breasts seemed to be about a B cup, they didn't sway or move much but they were a good handful. I removed her pants to get a better view of her tattoo. I started to slide my fingertips under the elastic waistband of her panties but decided I should wait until she gave me the go ahead. Her panties had two cherries stitched on the front. I smiled but assumed it had been a long time since she had her cherry. I didn't want to think of her as a slut but her body language told me she had meanlingless amounts of sex in the past and thought perhaps in desperation that an ex-con like me could show her a taste of love. I stripped down to just my boxer shorts. I pulled my cock out of the slit in the front and slid the foreskin back. Her curly blond hair fell across her breasts, I flipped the hair over her shoulders. I took a seat beside her on the bed. We both stared straight ahead at the door. I took her hand in mine and squeezed softly.