Page 115 of Marcello

Until her dress dropped completely off her body.

Once she was standing there in a strapless bra and lace underwear, I drank her in.

She was curvy and gorgeous… a real woman.

I walked behind her first and kissed her neck…

Nibbled her ears…

And reached around her to caress the curves of her breasts.

She shivered and moaned, her head tilted back in delight.

While I was there, I unfastened her bra in the back…

And slowly pulled it away from her breasts until it fell to the floor.

As I seductively kissed her ears, I gently cupped her tits, feeling the weight of them in my hands…

And gently stroked the hard tips of her nipples.

She moaned aloud.

When I moved around in front of her again, she shyly covered her breasts with her arms and looked up at me bashfully.

As I gazed into her eyes, I gently pulled her arms away… and she let me.

God, she was gorgeous.

Full, heavy breasts with perfectly round areolas, slightly brown in the darkness.

Her nipples were hard with desire. I leaned over, took one in my mouth, and gently sucked.

She moaned loudly and grasped my head, pulling me harder against her.

I moved to the other and licked around the hard nub.

Then I knelt down in front of her…

Kissed her stomach…

Licked the curve of her hips at the top of her panties…

And slooooowly pulled her underwear down.

A full bush of dark hair appeared.

Most of the women I’d been with over the last several years were shaved – but Federica had been 100% natural, and I’d missed it.

I pulled her underwear down until they dropped to her ankles. She stepped out of them and slipped off her shoes so she was completely naked.

Then I kissed her pussy, her soft hair tickling my nose.

I searched with my tongue until I found her clit…

And began to lightly circle it with the most delicate of touches.

She gasped and gripped my hair tight in her fingers.