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Eventually Inge slipped her mouth off me and looked up. She was almost apologetic, "I hope you don't mind, but I want you inside me." That did not sound like something to apologize for.

She quickly grabbed a few cushions from the sofa and a chair and laid them on the floor. Then she took my hand and led me down to lie on the cushions while she followed me on her knees and then threw a leg over me to sit straddled over my legs.

Her hands fell naturally to caress my erection and balls as I reached up to massage her breasts, sometimes alternately, sometimes together. We kissed constantly and her probing, urging tongue passed the message that she needed touched somewhere else. My body already feeding off her signals, I lowered my right hand and pressed my fingers against her hot and very wet pussy. Inge's eyes widened at my touch, then they closed and she let out a soft groan of pleasure.

She felt like a warm peach as I explored her folds again. My fingers were immediately coated in her juices and eager to entice more pleasure noises from her. I was about to position my hand to thrust a finger deeper into her when Inge started to inch closer to me. Instinctively I understood what she was doing and placed both of my hands on her sides as she positioned herself over me.

Inge slid onto me with an ease that was both comfortable and a sensory blast. I held her sides, feeling her skin slide through my hands as she swallowed me with her warm silken pleasure sheath. A few wiggles of her body so that she took all of me, and we were facing each other, smiling and joined. "You feel so good." I whispered to her, kissing her neck, running my hands down her back to her bottom cheeks and pulling her even harder onto me.

There was quite suddenly no hurry as we kissed and caressed each other quietly. I brought my head down and used my hand to feed her nipples into my mouth, one after the other. I licked all around her little erections, flicking the tip of my tongue across them and then sucking hard. Almost unconsciously now, Inge started raising her body a little and sliding back onto me with a slow rhythm of strokes that were little more than a rocking motion, but still managed to increase our excitement as I revelled in the tight hold her pussy had on me. I opened my legs slightly and she sighed, "Oh," into my ear as she slid further down and I filled her completely.

Over and over, I ran my tongue around her nipples in turn and pinched her hard buds gently between my teeth. As Inge looked down at me she wrapped her arms around the warm skin of my back and continued to pull herself on and off me slowly. After a few more small thrusts, she reached down behind herself and touched my balls with her fingertips. She could only reach far enough to stroke me lightly, but she could feel how firm and full my balls were as my pelvis made its own restricted movements with her.

She again sensed that it was time to change and she turned sideways, sliding underneath me carefully so we could change position without me coming out of her. I immediately started to thrust gently into her.

Inge's eyes closed as she concentrated on the feeling of me inside her. Already my balls were reacting to the eroticism of the night. This felt so much more than just another lover, and I didn't want to lose eye contact with Inge as I withdrew from her each time, ready for another plunge into the depths of her sex.

Her hands came up to caress my hips and encourage my movements. I felt the touch of her fingers on my skin, but my cock only recognised yet another sensory assault that sent a pulse of pleasure through me. My balls were already straining to hold back as I started to build up a rhythm of strokes. The light touch of Inge's fingers wandered over my lower back and across my buttocks and I slid in and out of her, each stroke pulling the rim of my cockhead deliciously along her pussy walls. Every time I withdrew I came as close as I thought possible to coming out of her, giving a feeling like I was entering her for the first time when I pushed into her again.

I knew that holding back was no longer an option as soon as I felt her pelvis come up and meet mine. Inge's eyes urged me on, her body was mine, and she wanted nothing more than to please me. Her desire was feeding me and the physical result was building to an unstoppable crescendo.

She knew that I was cumming. Somehow, I managed to maintain that deliciously slow rhythm as my body made its irresistible journey through the ecstatic tension towards relief. Just as the strokes became difficult to complete, Inge whispered, "Yes," to me and the flood started.

Despite the urge to close my eyes, I watched Inge's smile as she pulled me into her and became responsible for the biggest climax of my life. The high seemed to last forever, the waves of heat and sparks that flowed through my every sinew, releasing the tension with a flood of pleasure waves that pulsed through me and pulled at every part of me. The first spasm of my cum built up as the pleasure rushed through me over and over until the moment arrived and my balls exploded and shot a huge burst of hot semen into her.

Inge watched intently as my face reflected the release. I mouthed, "Oh God," and almost stopped moving as the climax started, then I started thrusting again, prolonging the moment. The pressure of my first spurt was almost a surprise to her as her face changed and then settled back to what I'd been used to as her pussy was filled with my seed. I relaxed and slumped into her arms and she held me tight, pulling me as close as she could and letting me know it was okay to stay inside her.

My heart was still pounding when I finally slipped off and out of her. I moved naturally to lie at her side, my soaked and spent cock slackening as it rested on her thigh. After another few moments to regain my breath, I brought a hand up to her cheek and stroked it lightly while we smiled at each other.

"That was wonderful." I kissed her again as she shuffled a little and worked her hand down to rest on my softening cock.

"Unbelievable." I concurred, even though I believed how good it was.

"Thank you." Inge slipped over to lie on her back and started up at the ceiling wistfully. "I've wanted it to be like that for so long." She looked over at me, still slightly out of breath. "You were so nice to me, all this evening."

I looked at her beautiful face and felt genuinely pleased that I'd helped her feel good. "It was all my pleasure." I told her, and really meant it.

"I hope this doesn't mean that..."

Inge guessed my question, leaned over me again and kissed me. "No, you can still come for haircuts. Of course, you can." Then with a wicked smile, "You just might have to cut some of my hair while you're here."