1. Lizvette weekend part 3


    Date: 4/28/2017, Categories: Taboo, Author: Stiffenpurple, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    open. "Sweetheart? Are you alright?" I really wasn't sure what her mood was, or her emotional state. "I need a wash cloth. A fresh one," she said. The demanding tone told me I needn't worry about tears. I went to the linen closet in the hall and grabbed a few fresh cloths and towels and took them to the door, which I found ajar. I opened it to find her standing at the sink, brushing her hair in quick, angry strokes, staring into the mirror, lips pursed, unblinking. I thought maybe a little time apart might be in order. She had been alone and named in a strange house with none of her own belongings at hand, at the sexual beck and call of a man more than three times her age, essentially a sex toy. Or so it must have felt to her. To me, I was truly in love and so very eager to explore with her all the things I had wanted for so long. "I'm going to run out to the store for a few things. What would you like me to bring you? She stopped the mad-brushing, her hair and, to her reflection in the mirror said, "I need a toothbrush. And get some chewing gum. And some Coke. A big bottle. And a bag of skittles." I told her she would find new/toothbrushes in a bag under the sink. I said I would be back in half an hour and we would have lunch. She did not reply. ...... I decided a talk over a light lunch might help, so at the store, I bought tuna, eggs, sweet pickles, fresh bread and mayo, careful not forget the skittles and gum. I chose g**** flavor, thinking of how her kisses would taste, ...
    assuming she would kiss me all today. I returned home to find her in the kitchen, sampling the donuts. "Where are those salty ones?" she asked, still not looking at me. I saw she had bitten into two and put them back, and held in her hand a third. "What? Oh! Those were ... different. You had the last one." Now she looked at me. She dropped the non-cummy donut back into the box and said, "After my laundry is done, I should go home." It was then that I hear the washing machine running. But this was too easy to see through. She hadn't worn her clothes the whole time she'd been with me. They didn't need laundering. She didn't want go any more than I wanted her to leave. But she wanted me to say it. And she deserved it. "I don't want you to go, Lizvette. We still have so much time we can spend together. Please stay. Till morning." She looked at me, considering it. "You're not sick of me hanging around?" This was a surprise. Was that what she thought? "If there isn't anything else you want to do to me, then .... I don't want to be boring to you." Ah. That was it. "There is so much more I want, Lizvette. Right now, I just want to be alone with you, doing things we both like. Anything you would like. Just being with you is very, very exciting for me, angel. I wish you knew how much." She tried to hold back a smile, but failed. Her face suddenly beamed, and for a moment, flushed. "I do know! Ha ha ha!" She ran to me and reached up toward my neck. I leaned down to allow her arms wrap ...
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