My cum lubricated his cock as he slowly and gently pushed its length into me.
I let out a gasp, feeling his balls tight pantie fetish hose against my ass.
Steven stroked in and out pantie fetish hose of me slowly, gyrating his hips to intensify our lovemaking.
He made me cum within minutes, an extraordinary orgasm that had me almost paralyzed.
I whimpered till it gradually diminished.
Steven never increased his tempo, stroking in and out of me gently.
He made love to me for another ten minutes before he came.
His pantie fetish hose hot load flooded into my soaked pussy.
He held himself over me, then slowly lowered his body on top of mine.
We pantie fetish hose kissed tenderly, our pantie fetish hose lips gently meshing together.
Steven kissed the salty tears from pantie fetish hose my face till they were gone.
I felt Amber release her grasp on my wrists and slide off the side of the bed.
My hands were almost numb but I managed to bring them down to Steven’s shoulders.
I held him tight against me.
His hands slid underneath me, holding me.
His cock was slowly losing its rigidity.
“I better be getting down to the club.” I heard Amber say.
“Jennifer won’t be in this evening.” Steven said.
“I’ll call you later……………maybe.” I muttered to Amber.
We listened as Amber walked down the stairs.
A few moments later, we heard the front door to the apartment open and close.
Steven helped me off the bed and into the shower.
We didn’t say a word to each other till we pantie fetish hose climbed back onto the pantie fetish hose fresh sheets on the bed.
We dozed off for an hour or so.
That evening we made love several more times.
Steven called out for pizza, even that we ate in bed.
We both drank soft drinks.
Scotch doesn’t go all that well with pizza.
I did smoke a few cigarettes, almost a half a pack.
Some things you just don’t want to give up.
Making love, making money pantie fetish hose and smoking were at the top of pantie fetish hose my list.
I called Amber around midnight to see how things at the pantie fetish hose club were going.
It was a typical Tuesday night, slow but steady, she said.
“How’s Steven?” Amber asked.
