Dance with me

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Stef's: POV
After Rebecca left Stef was in the living putting on some music and then our wedding sing came on the radio. It was Prince's song Adore
May I have this dance milady Stef says in a British accent as she holds out her hand for me to take it, and l wrapped my hands around her neck and begin to slow dance to the beat of the song. We stared into each other's eyes, every time I hear this song
It makes me remember our first date
When Stef took me to this little jazz club in town. where their was a live band playing, a mutual friend introduced us. Stef asked me three times, eventually I caved in and said yes. That's when I realized she wasn't trying to get me in the bed, Stef she told me she owns her restaurant. I was impressed. Stef was so much different than my ex girlfriend, Sha wanted to party all the time and she knew partying wasn't my cup of tea
I liked going to art museums and viewing black art paintings and poetry readings down in the village
I love all Shakespeare poems. I like making jewelry, it seemed like we continue to dance even when the song stopped. Stef's lips pressed against mine, the kiss intensity
Then she picked me up and carried me to the couch and laid me down
Where begin to undress each other
And we made love right on the sofa
It was slow and passionate. The look of desire in Stef's eyes, she kissed every inch of my body. I began moaning her name, our bodies slick with sweat. As I grind on her wet center, l feel my own orgasm building
I plant a hickey on her neck. She's begging me to go faster, l moved down between her legs and use the tip of my tongue to eat her out
I picked up the pace and lick her cunt
Ahh baby l'm almost there Stef says to me. I know exactly what she wants
Lena jams three fingers inside
Her wife, Stef's legs started shaking
She squirts hard in my mouth.
I climbed back on top of her,
Babe I need to catch my breath
She tells me. Here drink some water
Lena gives Stef the bottle water
Stef sets up and sips the cold beverage
I just lay there with my eyes closed

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