A Love More Precious Than Diamonds


She drew back from me and slowly unzipped her dress and let it drop to the floor, and then stood motionless in front of me in a black lacy push-up bra, stockings and her shoes. Her figure was perfection. I wanted to take her soft, round breasts in my hands and squeeze them, but I was too afraid to make the move. She took a step forward and lifted my T-shirt over my head to bare my upper torso, before bending her head and kissing me all over my chest, whilst I simply stood and allowed it.

She lifted her head and her face was just inches from my own.

“Why me?”

I wanted to know what it was that had led her to bring me to this place, when a woman like her could have almost any man she chose.

“Because you have such a sexy body, yet the face of an innocent. It is the perfect combination. Do you want to fuck me?”


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