It was hot. It was my birthday.
Sara told me where to meet.
Was this really going to be as good as she had suggested? Only time would tell.
When I saw her sitting on the bench at High Park…Sara looked better than I had ever seen her before…and she was stunning from the first day I had seen her a few years back. We had teased and flirted and played a little over the years, but this may finally be the day I have been dreaming about.
Sara was wearing a one piece outfit that miraculously covered everything but still showed off her unbelievable breasts. They were begging to be unveiled and sucked hungrily.
She was dark and tanned. She was slim and strong.
She was more than a little wasted…but that could be fun. She seemed to be in a very chill and relaxed mood.
What was amazing to me is that I had seen her once in well over a year, yet it seemed like we just saw each other the week before.
I am not sure it would be fair to say that we know each other well. There are definitely a few secrets and off topic areas between us, but in other ways we do know a lot about each other. In some ways we have been very open with each other and have some history and connection.
The plan got a little fucked up, but we somehow made it work OK. We walked a LONG way to the beach, carrying some food and beverage. Eventually we found a spot that was a little hidden and in the shade.
We caught up, laid back, ate a little, flirted a little. We drank a little and smoked a bit. We kissed a little and rubbed some more. The Vodka Coolers somehow got a little stronger and it soon became clear that Sara only had one piece of clothing covering her body.
It was a lot of fun but there was more fun to be had.
On the way back we got smart. We Ubered to my car and drove to a hotel.
Sara and Steve were finally going to taste each other all over.
Sara sent me off to get some ice so that she could have a little privacy to do what she needed to do.
I returned with ice, and we made a couple of drinks.
As Sara tried to see what was on TV, I decided it was time to see what was on Sara. To lick and suck and tweak her incredible breasts. To unwrap my present.
I worked my way down her tight stomach and kissed the tattoos near each hip. I pulled her loose material between her legs to one side, and her perfect pussy appeared. Sara was shaved perfectly clean and had a slim and sexy landing strip. Between her eyes, and her skin, the beautiful smell of her fragrance, to the landing strip, Sara continued to amaze me that everything about her could be so ideal, so sexy, so perfect.
I couldn’t hold back, and began to kiss her beautiful clit, and began to lick lightly around and above, to this side and that. A little rub of my finger, and a long lick of my tongue. Things were definitely starting to get wet and heat up. Finally Sara removed all of her clothing (there wasn’t much to remove :-)), and I was like a man who hadn’t eaten in a long time. I rubbed her wetness with my hand and slipped a couple of fingers inside. Sara was moaning a little and breathing heavy as I started to tongue fuck her pussy while my fingers were inside. I then took out my soaking fingers and raised them up to Sara’s luscious lips. She sucked them fully and deeply, tasting herself and smelling her fragrance. I then moved up to kiss Sara so that she could taste herself on my lips and tongue, while moving my hand down to keep her heated up. Sara inhaled my tongue, sucking on it hungrily, while ensuring any of her wetness was returned to its home…[continue reading](https://thestepmomporn.com/blog/at-long-last-my-birthday-present/)
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