Continuation of the story "Holidays at Sophie's - Day 1 - A warm welcome" I had barely recovered from the emotions of the night before and had hardly slept through the night, spending half of it waiting for Sophie to show up in my room, and the other half. half wondering if I shouldn't be looking for hers. It was with a groan that I woke up when the sun came in through the window and hit me on the eyelids. I went down to the kitchen to find the beauty who had haunted me all night. She was not there but I saw through the bay window that she was taking advantage of the approach to the swimming pool to have breakfast. She was wearing a white satin robe that let in the light revealing her soft curves in the midday sun, a pair of opaque glasses and her hair was tied back. She greeted me warmly and got up to walk me around the kitchen so I would know where to find my lunch items. Once equipped and both installed, she said to me "Sorry about last night I hope you did not take badly the fact that I did not come to see you again after my shower, but honestly I don't like chatting afterwards. sex, I prefer to go and rest and enjoy the sensations I feel ”. I almost choked on my coffee at this morning evocation that came out of nowhere, but reassured her by indicating that it didn't bother me at all, beautiful lie since I had not slept all night. "Very well" she replied, "So take your strength and dress lightly, I will take you to discover the region by the small roads, you who love motorcycles, I think you could have fun there, there is one here we will take it it will be funnier what do you think? ". I found the idea appealing and accepted, an hour or two later we were both ready and hitting the roads under the blazing sun. She had given me the machine, and I enjoyed these winding roads, enjoying the sun, the asphalt and the beautiful company that Sophie offered me. She did not take long to move her hands which encircled my waist, I seemed to feel them descend and move, the discomfort of the motorcycle not helping me to identify the sensations. However after a few minutes, no more doubt, his left hand gripped my waist while the right caressed me with a fairly strong pressure on the crotch. She gave me a "Are you okay?" Are you staying the course? "Into the intercom and I replied" Yes very well, but we will have to think about stopping ". "I know a nice spot, we're going to land there" she replied, whereupon she showed me the way for a few minutes. Finally we stopped by the roadside on a strip of pebbles. "Leave the bike there, it's okay, we're going to walk a bit". "It is called the bed of virgins here ... many young couples are hiding and having their first experience here, far from everyone ...". I smiled at the mention as Sophie pulled a bottle of water out of her bag to take a deep sip. She went to sit on the stone and asked me "Are you thirsty?" ", I answered immediately" Ho yes! I'm dying of thirst ! ". I approached but she motioned for me to stop, lifted her skirt, spreading her legs, and began to pour water gently on her pussy, looking at me intently "Hurry up then, because the spring will soon be s. 'exhaust'. I did so immediately and went to drink from this sweet spring, my lower lip against her cock as my tongue tickled her clit, still allowing the water to descend into my throat. The more I satisfied her, the more she moaned, and the more she gave me water. Without us needing to exchange a word, the game was clear: if I wanted to drink, she had to have fun. I did my best, and when the little bottle was used up, I threw myself in for good, flicking my tongue back and forth over her clit, all slipping one, then two, and soon three fingers in. the vagina. Sophie moaned loudly, holding my head, to the point of flooding me with pleasure. I started for good by giving him quick back and forths of my tongue on her clit, all by sliding one, then two, and soon three fingers in the vagina. Sophie moaned loudly, holding my head, to the point of flooding me with pleasure. I started for good by giving him quick back and forths of my tongue on her clit, all by sliding one, then two, and soon three fingers in the vagina. Sophie moaned loudly, holding my head, to the point of flooding me with pleasure. The beautiful then grabbed my hair to bring me to her mouth and kissed me furiously, her other hand undoing my belt, my buttons and slipping under my pants to get out my cock unceremoniously, which she instantly swallowed. This pipe was extremely intense and of short duration since it was alrea ...

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