I was just getting ready to watch my favorite show when I heard my boyfriend yelling from the kitchen. "Would you like some coffee?," he asked. "Yes, please, that would be great," I answered. We had venison stew for dinner, and judging by the empty pot and our sluggish movements it was quite a success. My coffee arrived in a few minutes. "What are you watching?," he asked. "Desperate Housewives... I know you don't like it, do you want me to switch to another channel?," I asked. "It's OK," he said, "I wanted to read anyway." As soon as he finished saying that, he sat down on the other side of the bed and nestled between my legs. Only a few minutes had passed when I suddenly realized that because of the heat I hadn't put on any underwear in the morning, so he had a perfect view of my naked pussy underneath my light summer dress. I started fantasizing: I imagined he was masturbating instead of reading. The mere thought of this made me wet. I started to move my hips slowly to make it even more enticing for my dream lover. But, as I found out later, it wasn't just a fantasy at all... Suddenly I felt my lover's hands on my hips as he grabbed me and started pulling me closer. I could feel that both of us were ready for the ecstasy of penetration because as the distance decreased between us the air got increasingly hotter... I let out a deep sigh as he penetrated me. Finally... I was no longer interested in the TV. I only wanted one thing: to feel him inside me.
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