anouskas purple apartment

Anoushka was a successful career driven women, making decisions on the go, deciding what was best for her company, ensuring well being of the company was met while making staff motivated. Everyday, at work, it was all about making the customer happy, providing the bst service.

She lived in a cozy little purple apartment, minutes away from work, she drove a 2 door sports car, that was a hybrid, as powerful as she wanted to be, she was also conscious of the environment. She lived by herself, in an apartment meant for 3. she enjoyed parking her car, stepping out of it, walking to her apartment and as she entered, knowing very well that no one was there watching her, she would strip of her clothes, one by one, right fromt he moment she closed the door behind her and walked towards the living room. the thought of walking into her living room in seamless panties excited her more than anything. Her breasts bare, after a hard days of work, she rolled her self a joint and poured herself a glass of juice and had them both.

She dialled a number, and about 10 minutes later there was a knock on the door. She answered it, answered it in nothing but her seamless panties, holding her joint and juice. She went to the door, put the juice on the table, creaked opened the door. It was Ross, her former lover from University. Probably the first and last guy she ever loved.

They had a tumultous relationship, she wasn’t willing to give the time and commitment, and he... he was a little complicated. She would get angry, insecure at times but the sex, it was too good to let go. But even then, there was some amount of love between the two. As much as she wanted to get away from him, she would keep going back to him. Until that day, when he had to leave back to his home country arrived, and it helped her get away from him. Make her independent again, make her not dependant on one individual. He was like a drug, a drug she needed when she was happy, when she was angry, when she was sick.

Probably that’s why she just couldn’t take him, she was never an addict, never into commitments. She was a free bird. Till he left, she felt trapped. They would fight, make love, fight and make love again. Until that one day, they fought so bad and never made love again. cos there just wasn’t anymore time left and he had to leave. It was horrible for her, but somehow, it was good for her. It was complete abstinence, a detox, a cleansing mechanism.

Now that she could no longer reach him, she felt lighter, freed at peace with herself, knowing that she didn’t have to depend on anyone. A thought that made her feel weak, weak at the knees and heart.

In short, Anoushka just didn’t have the knack for relationships. She was at peace with her own beautiful soul, wandering from point to point, flying from place to place with the world as her home.

Anoushka, answered the door, her breasts bare, with her free hand, she took his hand and let him in. Ross locked the door behind him. She led him to her purple coloured living room, sat on the top of the couch, took his hand and put it inside her seamless panties. His fingers were all she needed tonight. Perhaps even more. She hadn’t decided yet, the night was young.

She let his fingers explore the most intimate and pleasurable crevices of her free soul, he knew her inside, his fingers were craving for this familiarity. slowly, his fingers delved deeper, into pleasurable wetness, a wetness he loved more than anything else. She let her fingers intertwine with his fingers in that wetness, and it sent shivers up her body. His every movement, or rather his fingers every movement sent pulses of pleasure throughout her body. Every stroke was a new and different pulse,with a different frequency every time.

and soon enough, his finger movements resonated within her, within him and together they were pulsing, their bodies synchronised and he knew, she was gonna burst soon. At the same moment, in his pants, his perfectly sized member was swelling, swelling beyond his pants, swelling so much it began to ache but was pleasurable at the same time. It began swelling and he couldn’t decide if he wanted it to stop or continue swelling.

She could feel his perfect swelling and the thought of it swelling again resonated deep within her and and he could feel it doubly, making his member swell even more. His fingers continued to work and in a matter of seconds, she burst, he burst and their bodies synced into flames of pleasure and pain all at once.

She took his drained member out of his pants, licked some of the wetness, while, he whimpered, trying to get his cool back. she played with his member a little while more and decided that it was not gonna get in tonight. Tonight, she needed to be played with. She didn’t want to play.

She took him to her room, her seamless panties still on, with a wet spot, at her crotch, he followed, without even trying to remove his hands from her panties. She laid on her king sized bed, he kissed her, slowly, she pushed his face down, down to her wet hot crotch. She loved his tongue in her crotch, licking her hot wetness. He loved it too. Feeling that hot warm slippery juice go down his throat.

He never knew when he got to have it, cos she was just unpredictable, she would go for days within calling and it was never the same time, sometimes she would call for him at the most ungodliest hour, sometimes early in the morning before she left for work, sometimes, really late at night when she’s finished work and is ready for bed. Sometimes she would fly out on business trips and he would have absolutely no idea when she’d be back.

So every chance he had, he took it as his last

he devoured at her crotch, licking her intimate most areas, trying to get as deep as he could, as deep as she would let him. She didn’t have any inhibitions, she let him in as deep as he wanted. She loved it when he got deeper, and she loved the uncertainty of her depth, he loved the uncertainty too. He explored like no better explorer could.

She loved being taken to new heights, and as he went deeper, the flexibility of his tongue and its ability to take different shapes, took her to new heights and as she got higher and higher, he went deeper and deeper. and as he went deeper and deeper, his fingers were craving for her as well. he let some of the silver like fluid slip into her anus and slipped one finger into her anus. He knew she loved it, she told him so. and as his lubricated finger went deeper and deeper into her anus, he felt another round a pleasurable pain again, growing. His balls swelled, his member was screaming to be touched, but he knew, she would not touch him, she liked torturing him sometimes and this was one of those times. He knew his member would not be getting the same opportunity as his finger and tongue, but it did not bother him, cos there were days when she would take him to different levels of just pure sex that he was willing to forgo this time. Besides, he liked this stimulation, it made him perform better, when he had the opportunity to.

His pulled his finger out and used his thumb now, let it circle around her sweet little anus while his face was still at her crotch, his tongue was getting lost in her wonderful wonderful slippery warmth, and he knew, from the way she was convulsing, she was gonna burst again, burst into joyous flames.

His finger circled more swiftly around her anus and his tongue licked harder and harder, with a higher frequency and a new found strength, and she finally let go, all her juices gushing out, like a dam that had burst, during a monsoon storm.
Being the greedy cheeky felllow that he was, he quickly lapped out all her juices and further put his finger into her anus and went deeper having been lubricated with all the precious fluids and in and out until she whimpered and was ready to fall asleep, her breasts heaved and heaved and finally, they relaxed, she relaxed and went into a deep slumber, a deep and peaceful slumber, knowing that he was there, watching her and protecting her. Knowing that she didn’t have to worry about getting pregnant, knowing that she didn’t have to move anymore along with the fact that the joint she smoked earlier made her fall into an even deeper slumber. She was free from the days work, it was all let out, the stress of the day, the problems of the day. She was ready for the next beautiful day. She was already on her comfortable king sized bed, he put the sheets over her, covered her naked body and longed to lay next to her.

But he knew, she wouldn’t be too happy about that, since she had a very important meeting the next day. He knew she would get distracted with him, and she didn’t need any of that for tomorrow.

He quietly let himself out and locked up after himself, he had his own set of keys too, and yet he would come in only when she led him in.

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