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As we went to bed that night, after yet another passionate love making session, it felt so good to look in Hollys eyes. We were both on the brink of sleep setting in, yet it was so reassuring to feel her hand squeeze mine. "Thank you for protecting me today from that hateful man." "It's what I do." We both smiled, and despite today's homophobic event near Wall Street, there was bliss as we were together in the bed. I was falling for her more and more everyday. In my eyes she was all woman, despite having a penis and testicles, as she calmed down the savage beast that resides in me. As an aggressive man in the protection business, it's probably in my DNA genetic sequencing, yet her ability to make the Lion more docile was amazing. Waking up next to her, she looked like an angel without wings. Only 5'5 with that long blonde hair, I decided to surprise Holly with breakfast in bed. If one of her pornography producers was on site, I'm pretty sure we'd have the most downloaded TG video in years. We had chemistry well off the charts, and our looks, different sizes, and distinctive differences and similarities, would have gotten many people off. Yet as I cooked pancakes, bacon, and fired up the coffee machine, I couldn't help smile. We had something far more impressive than sexual dynamics, as we really did click. We both had a lot of the same hobbies, as Holly was into astrology, anime, nature, and also learning about other cultures. She liked NYC despite yesterday's ugliness, as it was more diverse than Las Vegas. Plus at least that had ended on a positive note.
She surprised me. Barefoot with now pink toes to match her pink fingernails, she came up behind me unawares which was quite the accomplishment. Maybe it was her lithe little body, my guard was down, or who knew as she had this part of me locked up and able to just be who I was. "Oh baby, did you make me breakfast?" "Yes sweetheart." "That's so kind and thoughtful of you." Wow even her voice had a symphony like zen to it. So feminine, warm, and although a pun music to my ears. We kissed. Oh she looked so stunning with the matching pink lipstick, eye makeup, pink tip with no bra, and the pinkish plaid miniskirt on. It seemed as if my internal factory was back to work effective immediately. She brushed up against my crotch with her diminutive hands and said, "after breakfast, you're lunch." Wow. As I got hard, my focus was on nailing the bejesus out of her, yet I knew get some calories in now.
We both ate ravenously at the dining room table. Lots of coffee, and I made sure we both had water from the Brita filter. "Very good cooking Terry!" I was so pleased that Holly was happy with my pancakes and bacon, which were about as high on the cuisine chart as my limited talents could take me. This was power food though, and we shared a laugh, as drinking coffee her face said it all. "Are you trying to kill me?" I brought her another mug, added a bit of hot water, milk, and sugar as the only type I made rivaled the Turkish version. The way she said it was so funny, and I loved the pixie like look on her face. Damn she was so pretty, and I admired her honesty and sense of humor. This truly was a great morning, as we both could see the sun over Manhattans skyscrapers and sprawling traffic.
Her back naked to me. I went up and down her spine, and Holly was really liking my strong arms and hands, massaging her to her delight. Yet the sight of her back caused a chemical reaction. She knew it, I knew it, as my hard 8 inches was making it very apparent. Kissing her neck she became jelly in my grasp, and sighed contentment as I felt her small perky breasts from behind. Damn I loved her hard nipples and squeezing her tits was incredible. She was putty in my hands, and I pulled off her plaid skirt, along with the pink panties to reveal that perfectly shaved nice sized penis and testicles. As I put my hands around her smooth as butter legs, I touched her groin, instantly making her hard too. Her breathing became heavy. Out of her nose too, as she turned around with those brown eyes pleading, "kiss me." I happily did, as our tongues, pheromones, and masculine and feminine scents mixed. Today she was wearing far more sultry perfume, as I kissed her neck, and went down on her rock hard penis.
Licking her shaft, sucking her balls, eventually my tongue got to her rear end. As I licked the edges of her hole, her nails grabbed the bedsheet, as I extended my tongue and fingers in her. Lube was added, and she was catatonic. Blabbing in an u known language of pleasure I had her under my complete control. Her eyes were closed, and her long blonde platinum hair was becoming a hot mess. Sweating and moaning, the smell and music to my ears, was like the bliss of a sexual carousel spinning at a high rate. Her nude body under me, having my way with her, I licked the precum off of her cock and paid more attention to her cheeks, as she moaned each time I spanked her.
The marks on her ass looked so good. She loved it when I leaned back, to deliver a little bit more. That smile on her face said it all. The white teeth, curled pink lips, and eyes were easy to read. I really enjoyed sucking her nipples and rolling in my palms, those balls in my hands. Always had loved the tender feeling of a scrotum in my hands, and fingering her, I knew she was tight again for some pure satisfaction. Her cock pulsated under my touch, and before I knew it, somehow she took my shirt off and was taking off my boxer shorts. It was if my thought process disappeared.
It was toe curling, as her little fingers and hands wrapped around my big cock. She put my manhood in her mouth, immediately deep throating me without a warning. A boat crashing into rocks of fun after a lighthouse bulb had gone out, the sound of her spitting on my shaft awoken my inner drive to new levels. The slurping sounds too. She had me in every way, as my jaw tightened, and eyes rolled up in my skull. This was heaven. She touched my sensitive balls, then took them in her mouth to show me direct eye contact. This was unreal. An out of body experience, as she took me down her entire throat, and showed signs of eagerness and raw desire. The temperature was more than any oven could put out, and finally I had to scream it out. "Bend over Holly!"
She smiled releasing my equipment from her mouth, and immediately assumed the position. That apple bottom ass was white, well rounded, and oh I was going to take it. Sliding inside her with perhaps too much enthusiasm, I could hear her gasp, but I simply could stop as I was a shark on blood in the water. Pounding all the way in, her hole gripped me as best as possible. The stretching was from the beginning. I kept going harder, the only thing stopping further spelunking, was my gigantic balls on her cheeks. Grabbing her hips and long hair, I made her my bitch in every way, and soon she was moaning in pleasure as my penis was going well past her g spot.
She was so tight. Clenching down on me I screamed. Her feet digging in the bed. Up and down the mattress went, as our collective sexual choreography was hot and fast paced. Grabbing her hands I moved her to my side. Here we both could kiss, and watch my soaking wet hard cock going up and down inside. We both were visually motivated so, this turned us on even more. Her lips on mine were amazing. Seeing her grimace as I was all up in those insides, and I shocked my hips and slid side to side, her balls were hardening up. I cupped them in my hands, as she shot a volcanic like load all over herself. Watching her use her fingers and taste her cum was hot, and I got a whiff of it as we kissed. Sweet sugar and I piled myself into her with reckless abandonment.
The sweat all over me, soon she was riding me. Her hair all over, her eyes on me, I loved feeling those balls and cock on my abdomen. Kissing with drive and purpose, her breathing increased. She tried to say it but couldn't, as I drove my penis further inside. Finally she with her eyes rolling said "make me pregnant Terry. I want your baby. Give me your seed!" I literally lost it here. It was inevitable. The wetness and tight seal on my penis, grinding on her insides, I held on to her rear end as my penis shot out a gigantic load of vanilla ooze all the way into her bottom. My screaming and release, was probably heard all over New York, and her smile led to a smattering of kissing. Pulling out of her I could feel my sperm sliding down my shaft. She glimmered with a glow, and I liked it when she fell onto my hairy chest, and tussled it with her fingers.
It felt so good, like home became a home, with Holly next to me. We kissed, cuddled, and I asked her "what would you like to do today?" She smiled and said "you again." Damn. This was as good as it gets, but eventually we both got dressed for Ellis Island and the Statue of Liberty. The reason was more than history value, as Hollys first ancestors to the USA, came from Ireland to this inspection station. There we learned that some 15 million new Americans came through the gates, from the 1890's to 1920's. It was painful to see the medical condition checks, yet amazing to see how many nationalities were here when it was open. Seeing the Statue of Liberty next door, it was a surreal experience, and Holly and I held our hands together taking the tours.
Again I laughed inside, as so many guys were checking Holly out. Even in front of their wives and girlfriends. I bet most of the women didn't know this, but they also were admiring Hollys good looks. With her tight blue jeans, red sneakers, and shirt that showed off her midriff she looked stunningly sexy and exotic. Next to my 6'3 frame she was fun sized. We enjoyed the tours, seeing the giant gift from France, that thankfully had been fixed up in the 1980s after years of salt water exposure. A lovely day with perfect temperatures, we walked the grounds, and Holly had fun on the ferry cruise. This was her first time, and she wasn't aware of the heroism of these boat drivers and others on 9/11.
We had a fun day of taking in the sights, including the spot Sully's "Miracle on the Hudson" took place. What a wonderful lunch overlooking this area. Hadn't heard of Brass Steak House before, but a full recommend, as trendy yet exceptional service. The food and wine paired well together, and Holly and I liked the vibe. Fellow customers smiled as we danced to the music playing upon leaving, and we really did make a good couple. It was if her hands and mine were built for each other, as our eyes connected we kissed. At this moment our happiness was a moment frozen, yet our smiles and those around us would dissipate very fast.
To be continued soon.