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Coming all the way from Burundi, the dreams and promises of Tokyo which Alina Havyarimana had, feel like an illusion as she quickly realizes that n...
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I watched shyly as Hideo took off the remainder of his clothes, after tossing me on the soft bed. Following our hot escapade in the lounge, he had wasted no time in hoisting me up from my knees and taking me one of the bedrooms, which looked like an apartment on its own. I had little time to admire the aesthetics, because I was caught up in the fine specimen of a man before me instead.
It was my first time to see him fully naked and he didn't disappoint. Not that I thought he would. I couldn't help but admire his broad shoulders, the toned mascular arms and washboard abs. It was nothing though ,compared to the glorious ink that adorned his upper body. My eyes continued too roam down, to his very erect and hard cock, which was pointing in my direction. "Like what you see?" he teased, stroking himself lazily. He smirked at me, his eyes gleaming with anticipation, before joining me on the bed.
He raised one of my legs and started trailing feather light kisses, all the way from my ankle to my inner thigh, leaving tiny bite marks on my skin from, all the little nips his teeth were making.
I gripped the sheets, when I felt his tongue lick me and seek entrance. He made a sound of approval in his throat, before taking me in his mouth and working his tongue inside me. It was way better than the last time, when we had to hustle. This time I felt everything, without worrying about someone budging in on us. His stubble felt like a live wire to my very sensitive nerve endings and I began to move to maintain the tension. He hooked my legs over his shoulders and cupped my ass and I was all his to savor.
"Hideo" I whimpered, feeling the tension and pleasure coiling inside me. He either didn't hear me or he didn't care, he lapped at me like a thirsty man, who had just tasted the finest and rarest of whiskies . He swirled his tongue around my clit before taking it between his teeth, nipping gently, but sharp enough to send ricochet of pleasure inside my body. I immediately came apart for him, with a loud cry. He didn't relent, but he kept on feasting on me like I was the most decadent dessert.
I felt the stirrings of another orgasm start to take root inside me and that's when he pulled his mouth away. I moaned with frustration and he chuckled, knowing damn well, that I didn't like that. He parted my legs further with his knee and aligned himself with my entrance.
He didn't wast time or tease me, he sank inside me in one single thrust, which had us both sighing with relief and pleasure. My walls tightened around him as if hugging a long lost friend and I felt him harden further inside me. "Yabai! You feel amazing. I missed you hoshi" he muttered, leaning his forehead against mine. He was using Japanese a lot tonight and I literally melted, each time he did that. I replied by kissing him, with all the passion and longing I felt, while he moved inside me with long and sensuous strokes.
He took his time to milk the pleasure out of me, driving me crazy with want and need. He bottomed out and thrust inside, going deeper this time. A curse slipped from his mouth as he set a steady and sensual rhythm. "Hideo please.." I moaned out. He had me crawling the walls for him and I needed some sort of reprieve, because I wasn't sure I would handle the overwhelming feelings I had right now. "What, hoshi?" he murmured, looking into my eyes. "You feel that?" he whispered in my ear, before circling his cock inside me and rubbing my clit with his hand. I nodded ardently and I gripped his taut ass to take him deeper than he already was and he obliged. My breasts bounced against his chest with each move he made and he clutched onto one tightly, before he started fucking the ever loving shit out of me, abandoning the slow and steady pace.