Whisked Away

In the heart of a bustling city, a woman named Isabella lived alone in a cozy apartment. She was a woman of exquisite beauty, with long, flowing hair that cascaded down her back in golden waves. Her breasts were perfect, firm and round, with nipples that hardened at the slightest touch.

Isabella was a woman who took great pride in her appearance, and she spent hours each day perfecting her look. She believed that a woman’s beauty was her greatest asset, and she was determined to make the most of hers.

One evening, as Isabella was preparing dinner in her kitchen, she heard a knock at the door. She opened it to find a handsome stranger standing on her doorstep. His name was Ethan, and he was a repairman who had been sent to fix a leaky faucet in her bathroom.

Ethan was immediately drawn to Isabella’s beauty, and he found himself struggling to focus on the task at hand. As he worked, he couldn’t help but steal glances at her perfect breasts and long, flowing hair.

Isabella, for her part, was not immune to Ethan’s charms. She found herself flirting with him shamelessly, running her fingers through her hair and bending over to give him a better view of her cleavage.

As the evening wore on, the sexual tension between them grew stronger. Finally, Ethan could no longer resist the temptation. He put down his tools and pulled Isabella close, kissing her deeply and passionately.

Isabella responded with equal fervor, her hands exploring Ethan’s muscular chest and strong arms. She could feel his hard cock pressing against her through his jeans, and she longed to feel it inside her.

Ethan wasted no time in undressing Isabella, his eyes drinking in the sight of her perfect body. He kissed and licked every inch of her, from her soft lips to her firm breasts and down to her wet, waiting pussy.

Isabella moaned with pleasure as Ethan’s tongue explored her folds, her hips bucking against his face. She reached down and wrapped her hand around his cock, stroking it gently as he licked and sucked her clit.

Finally, Ethan could no longer resist the urge to be inside her. He stood up and slid his cock into her wet, waiting pussy, groaning with pleasure as he felt her tight walls close around him.

They fucked hard and fast, their bodies moving together in a primal dance. Isabella screamed with pleasure as Ethan pounded her from behind, his cock hitting her g-spot with every thrust.

In the end, they collapsed in a heap on the kitchen floor, their bodies slick with sweat and their hearts pounding with pleasure. They lay there for a long time, basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking.

As Ethan got dressed to leave, Isabella couldn’t help but feel a pang of sadness. She knew that she would never forget the night they had shared, and she hoped that they would be able to do it again soon.

But for now, she was content to simply bask in the memory of their passionate encounter, knowing that she would never forget the way Ethan had made her feel. The end.

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