they had grown much closer than he ever imagined, and
she had already drawn the vague background to his relationship with his father
from him. She was so easy to open up to that he had not given it a second
thought when he began divulging more than he normally would.
Pepe nodded knowingly. “Come; let me allow you to taste the
latest selection of wine.” He said moving them to a section of the cellar that
had no wine racking up on the wall, but instead small oak barrels lying on
their side with short tap at the front of it. One of Pepe’s staff was already
waiting with several different bottles of varying colours of wine, and glasses
for them.
Grey gestured to Indi to take a seat at the table while Pepe
instructed his assistant to pour some tasters for them to start sampling. They
started with one of the whites from the previous year, moving onto rose, and
then her preferred, red wine.
“I actually like this best.” Indi spoke in her finest
Italian as she held the remnants to her nose once again. “I think I taste
vanilla, and perhaps some type of cherry?”
“Si,” Pepe responded. “Con onu suggerimento di semi di
moka.”
“What kind of blend, I think I can get a differing taste?”
Grey joined in his less than perfect Italian.
“This is a best reserve, so half Cabernet Sauvignon and half
Shiraz, mostly.”
The rest of the afternoon was whiled away discussing some of
the historical places they had already visited with the additional insight from
a native Sicilian point of view.
Grey enjoyed the way Indi flushed quite often at the mere
mention of their private night tour of Valley of the Temples whenever he caught
her eye as he talked about what they had seen with Pepe. He had paid for them
to have exclusive access to the place and had managed to slip away from both
bodyguards and guide long enough to sink his cock inside her tight core. The
little summer dresses she wore drove him crazy most days, she made him feel
like a horny teenager the amount of times he had acted on his constant craving
of endless quickies with her wherever the mood took.
She must have been having the same thoughts as him because
as soon as Pepe had been called away by one of his staff leaving them quite
alone in this part of the cellar, her hands were running themselves underneath
his t-shirt and over his stomach in just the way she knew he liked and then
down south. “I don’t think I can wait any longer to be inside you, baby.” He
groaned as he turned her to face away him and manoeuvred her over one of the
large barrels in the darkest corner his eyes had sought out at such short
notice.
He lifted the flared skirt material of the dress and ran his
hands over her exposed butt cheeks, kneading the flesh tenderly before slapping
each cheek. Running a finger along the cleft of her sex where her thong
material rested, he could feel her arousal wet against his fingertips. “Oh
Indi, forever ready for me to have my wicked way with you.” He murmured as he
leaned against her back and pressed his mouth to her ear gently before eagerly
unzipping his shorts and pulling his erection free.
He knew they would not have long before someone would come
to find them, so brushing the thong material off to one side he slipped inside
her in one powerful thrust and began pounding fully into her core. He normally
liked to savour his moments buried within her, but his need for her at this
moment, drove him into a fast rhythm from the very start. He closed his eyes
and gave himself up to the building rippling of ecstasy shuddering from his
head to toes. He blocked out everything except her ragged pants of breath and
quietened murmurs of pleasure.
Every nerve ending was alive with feeling. Faster, harder,
deeper he plunged as his bare cock was consumed by her quivering inner muscles
as they tightened around him causing his pleasure to intensify, pulling him
over the edge of height of orgasm as he spurted his seed in her.
she had already drawn the vague background to his relationship with his father
from him. She was so easy to open up to that he had not given it a second
thought when he began divulging more than he normally would.
Pepe nodded knowingly. “Come; let me allow you to taste the
latest selection of wine.” He said moving them to a section of the cellar that
had no wine racking up on the wall, but instead small oak barrels lying on
their side with short tap at the front of it. One of Pepe’s staff was already
waiting with several different bottles of varying colours of wine, and glasses
for them.
Grey gestured to Indi to take a seat at the table while Pepe
instructed his assistant to pour some tasters for them to start sampling. They
started with one of the whites from the previous year, moving onto rose, and
then her preferred, red wine.
“I actually like this best.” Indi spoke in her finest
Italian as she held the remnants to her nose once again. “I think I taste
vanilla, and perhaps some type of cherry?”
“Si,” Pepe responded. “Con onu suggerimento di semi di
moka.”
“What kind of blend, I think I can get a differing taste?”
Grey joined in his less than perfect Italian.
“This is a best reserve, so half Cabernet Sauvignon and half
Shiraz, mostly.”
The rest of the afternoon was whiled away discussing some of
the historical places they had already visited with the additional insight from
a native Sicilian point of view.
Grey enjoyed the way Indi flushed quite often at the mere
mention of their private night tour of Valley of the Temples whenever he caught
her eye as he talked about what they had seen with Pepe. He had paid for them
to have exclusive access to the place and had managed to slip away from both
bodyguards and guide long enough to sink his cock inside her tight core. The
little summer dresses she wore drove him crazy most days, she made him feel
like a horny teenager the amount of times he had acted on his constant craving
of endless quickies with her wherever the mood took.
She must have been having the same thoughts as him because
as soon as Pepe had been called away by one of his staff leaving them quite
alone in this part of the cellar, her hands were running themselves underneath
his t-shirt and over his stomach in just the way she knew he liked and then
down south. “I don’t think I can wait any longer to be inside you, baby.” He
groaned as he turned her to face away him and manoeuvred her over one of the
large barrels in the darkest corner his eyes had sought out at such short
notice.
He lifted the flared skirt material of the dress and ran his
hands over her exposed butt cheeks, kneading the flesh tenderly before slapping
each cheek. Running a finger along the cleft of her sex where her thong
material rested, he could feel her arousal wet against his fingertips. “Oh
Indi, forever ready for me to have my wicked way with you.” He murmured as he
leaned against her back and pressed his mouth to her ear gently before eagerly
unzipping his shorts and pulling his erection free.
He knew they would not have long before someone would come
to find them, so brushing the thong material off to one side he slipped inside
her in one powerful thrust and began pounding fully into her core. He normally
liked to savour his moments buried within her, but his need for her at this
moment, drove him into a fast rhythm from the very start. He closed his eyes
and gave himself up to the building rippling of ecstasy shuddering from his
head to toes. He blocked out everything except her ragged pants of breath and
quietened murmurs of pleasure.
Every nerve ending was alive with feeling. Faster, harder,
deeper he plunged as his bare cock was consumed by her quivering inner muscles
as they tightened around him causing his pleasure to intensify, pulling him
over the edge of height of orgasm as he spurted his seed in her.
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