Sex Stoties How I get so much lust?

How I get so much lust? So come to work. Not to the position of the time, a kind of twenty to nine on the clock... I can not sleep in the morning, completely random. But.. he already there, he just goes from Department to Department, from the floor to the roof of the house he is cheerful, smiling slightly silly grin. Hi. 'he says suddenly. No, I don't respond to him. I thoughtfully and a bit Flirty bow my head to the side, looking at his image sideways, askance, a smile showing morning return. From it emanates warmth, I feel warmth enveloping so gently that I want to cover my eyes and polarinstitutt. But this morning.. It in itself is warm and bright. If you want to embrace the hands and feet and a great white pillow, blurring in a blissful smile, and did not realize what was happening until release this is a soft delight. But he is not so far away from you, and no one around except for him and you. Visit the curious mind: what are we doing, people will catch up no sooner than an hour. I don't want to break this warm distance. But I stand up from the chair, "swim" closer to its inaccessible to me the way uncharted looks. For me he is a virgin like a Teddy bear, just put on the counter: no little girl had not yet strangled him in his arms, no, not one of them gave him her pure puppy love to the grave. But I know that it is not. How would not dream bezumnoy I dream it to be so is, alas, not so. He is a Mature man, reminds me so tender, juicy and hot croissant with poppy seeds... a little penyanyi and petrogeny konditerei thick while cooking. Thinking about all this stuff, she managed to bore me. I have to sit down with all my body and soul to the earth... Where every gesture muck and lust enveloped by a dark cloud of selfishness. But he didn't know what I was thinking at the moment. He could not imagine, probably... He saw me "floating" in his direction," and when I stopped at a table two meters away, walked me around, not looking up, came up behind me very quietly, breathing in the air a few inches from me. Smells.. People love soft scents. I hope that when I smelled that way. I wanted to close my eyes and raise their hands as I would if I really was flying in the clouds, he came up to me as close as ever to burning. I wanted to turn around. I had to turn around... But I was grown roots into the floor and didn't move. Looked at the ceiling... Closed eyelids.. And felt an almost imperceptible touch of his hands to my waist. More specifically to my blouse at the waist.. I also really wanted to touch it, to touch somebody so passionately wish, but until this moment did not dare to break the coveted distance. I almost turned around sharply, and saw his face so close that I have clouded eyes. A pure crystal blue eyes... They stared at me without a break, but I didn't understand what they want to tell me. Just because we knew very little of each other. We do not have time or were afraid. It doesn't matter, because at that moment he looked every metric of my face, eyes locked. I did the same thing, I am not able to stop. He moved his hand to close the distance from my chin, and weighing a feather his thumb slid to my lower lip, studying her intently. Lord, I hand had his fingers in his thick hair... I have not been so nice. And was I ever so pleased? Even if not, it happened today. He plays with me? He looks me in the eye and then on his lower lip, then again in the eye. What it could mean? Then he shook his head left and right. "WHAT?" - I wanted to shout out to me. He's just the tip of his nose touched mine and he closed his eyes. You can even never imagine how something inside me wanted it! My body suffered. I blinked my eyes, but I will never make the first move. He lets go of my waist and otsasyvaet from me. So simple... Then after a few seconds knocks over his head his shirt and stands, holding it in one hand. Shit... if I met a lonely proud of the male white tiger, finding his tigress to mate. Seconds went on forever. I decided to remove the barrette from their hair. Then he touched my curl, twirled it on his fingers and smiled. What did he like? I guess I stood rooted to the spot in the ground and I was like I don't understand what is happening. I didn't really understand... I want to notify him that his smiles had nothing to place. But instead, she smiled carefully. So funny slowly surrender to the moment waited forever. And I can not wait. Did not dare to wait... didn't believe in reciprocity. The rain was pocapital outside the window. And then there was a huge downpour. Drops very noisy beat at the Windows open, and the window sill, and on the leaves of tall trees. Making immediate step, he dug his lips in mine. It was painful.. and beautiful.