Thanks for peeping in to read my kind of sex diary
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I feel like he was working hard to control himself (or not) because he suddenly surged up to capture my lips with his, his tongue working furiously as he frenched me. I kept brushing my hand, occasionally scratching his back lightly. He kept groping my 35B breasts, twicking my nipples.
I could feel myself get wetter, damping my pink panties. He slid his hands down my sides to grip my panties, dragging them slowly downwards.
'OMG at least I remembered to shave everything off prior to coming back to SG!' As I still feel weird about letting him lick me (it feels good but also I'd rather have his fingers/dick) but since it's been so long, I let him do as he pleased.
He occasionally looked up at me and grinned as I moaned with pleasure, sometimes half-heartedly protesting against him licking as I wanted him to fuck me so badly.
As I have been off BC pills whilst overseas, I bought latex-free condoms (wow the durex real-feel pretty damn good!) and gave it to him where it sat on his desk waiting to be used...
TBC