To celebrate Valentine's Day, steamy sex on a hill

Harry and my husband have been together for more than a decade, and we're still in love with one another. This is due to the fact that we have a goal to enjoy regularly hot and sexually satisfying sex which is satisfying to us both.

However hectic our lives are, or the kind of issues we're dealing with, ensuring that we are in love with one another every day helps make dealing with any issue more manageable. We try the best we can to maintain our love alive.

When it came to Valentine's Day, he had an uncomplicated, romantic present for me.

He took me to the spot that we first met about 20 years ago.

We all knew we'd be fucking during Valentine's Day. Why shouldn't we?

The whole thing began two weeks earlier but.

Just when I was about to take him down the night before, he shook me up. "Babe... Why do we not wait until the 14th?""

"For What?" I asked him with his cock tightly in my hands.

"So we're all wanting to be touching each other at that point."

At this point it was already few days since our last sexual sex. It was quite a lengthy time when you consider that we both have extremely sexually intense drives.

But, I was depressed. "Okay, okay. Let's go ahead."

Harry put his dick back in his pants. He then continued to kiss me.

"I was thinking--" I replied.

"We are able to do everything, but not actually touch or fuck one another down there," he said with an exasperated giggle.

"Where did the idea originate?" I replied, but then I kissed him more forcefully.

In the coming 2 weeks we'd continue to do this each evening.

It was quite pleasant to be the outings without getting the hot sex we normally have. It was similar to being a teenager all over again.

It became increasingly difficult and more difficult to resist, but. As we neared Valentine's Day, the more intense our makeouts were.

In the end we dry humped one and rubbed our bodies against each other.

The 14th, after having dinner at our favourite dining establishment, Harry didn't drive us home. In fact, Harry drove to the outer reaches in the centre of the city.

"I knew that," I said with a huge smile as we made our way up the hill that we first met almost 20 years back.

Sexy hotsex in the city

The hill offered a breathtaking panoramic view that surrounded the city. The stars were also visible all over the night sky.

"Just thought it would be beautiful," he said with his shy smile when we pulled in.

We left the car, put on a blanket that was kept in the rear of the car and sat on the couch.

It brought up numerous good moments from my past.

"Okay okay I like it," I said, moving toward him. "What is it that we're supposed to do in this situation?"

"II... you could gaze at the stars and hold hands, right?" he said with a smile in his eyes.

"Uh-huh," my eyebrow moved to him.

"We could also ..." we can..." he muttered and gently pulled my face toward his. "Kiss. You can also get some hot sex here."

We took straight to the point of killing and clawed at each other's clothes while we shook hands.

The tension between us was at its highest all night. He frequently looked at my dress to see how heavily it exposed my cleavage.

On the contrary I kept checking his pants, to see the subtle result of his rising.

In short order I was pumping my fingers on his cocky snub as he chewed into my tits.

"Woah baby, slow down little one," he said. "You're going to cause me to burst too early. It's been awhile since I've been here."

This was precisely the thing I was looking for and so I closed him down by kissing him and began pushing him harder. I then began to deep-throat him.

"Fuck," he moaned as I took in the scum that took less than an entire minute to come out of his.

It would not be hot sex if it didn't have the creampie

"Happy Valentine's Day, babe," I told him while exuberantly laughing.

"Told that you should slow down." I laughed at him.

"I would like to see you last longer, not to stop at the point you're finally ready to fuck my thighs," I made out, the words splattered from lust as my tummy was. "I believe you've got plenty of rounds."

This was among the main reasons that I got married to this man.

Within a few seconds I was slowly sucked in by his large cock which was another reason for why I chose to marry him. As we paused for a break the feeling was painful to feel him once more.

But, it also made me feel happy. My female friend had been longing for him for a few weeks.

Once he was fully inside me, I was ready to go on the sex. I was seeing him stretch my whole female thigh, striking every single place I could find.

The pussy had already begun in a trance around his the cock.

"Holy damn I don't think I'll last long, babe," Harry said as Harry began to fuck me.

"Lucky That... there's no have... in order to do that," I said through massive breaths.

I was groaning every time he swung his fist into me and smashed my cervix, creating delicious pain as well as joy throughout my body.

He tried to keep himself in check, but was unable to do so in the blink of an eye. He was driving me at the speed of light within one minute.

I was getting ready to make a move. I knew he was also.

"Fill me with your love," I whispered into his ear, and then mesmerised him with my legs.

I swung hard on his cock and spat on him and then squeezed it through the violent contractions of my orgasm.

Then, he exuded even more cum than the first time and much of it was released from me.

"We must repeat this the next time around," I thought, trying to breathe.

"Going here or to the hot girl?" he asked.