Based on "A. I looked forward to helping her reach her potential. After she was done giving me head she resumed her all fours position on the bed. She sat there stoically, waiting for more instructions. "Stay on your hands and knees, but turn around. Show me that rear back end of yours bitch." I told her. She shuffled in a half circle until she was facing away form me. I climbed up onto the bed behind her and straddled her ass, lining my dick up with her pussy. I pressed to tip of my dick against the. I served my favorite Italian wine, Dolcheto, which set both our moods off very well.The meal was wonderful, or so she said, and we were relaxed. Alona and I had never had relations before, but as she was Russian, personal affection does not necessarily have to enter into the equation. At any rate, with meal finished, Alona asked to use the bath, and I told her I would after her, and meet in the bedroom.Our preparations over, we would begin. I told her that I wanted to make her ‘lesson’ a part. "In bed?" I asked. "It's magic for sex? But I'm not having anyproblems."She laughed again. "I know that, silly. This will make it even better."I generally have dinner ready when she gets back from her meetings;she's always hungry afterwards, and sometimes she can be pretty tiredout, too. I set the dishes of food out on the dining table and startedcutting the roast."How's a knife going to make sex better, honey?" I asked.She was digging into her salad vigorously, and I had to wait a momentbefore.Read More
