Coming Home: The Relationship

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Part 2 of the series. Read Coming Home: The Secret for the first part and is highly recommended you read first.As I entered the room the scent and aroma overwhelmed me. I slowly walk over to the end of Samantha’s bed. Trying to avoid eye contact, but I knew it was inevitable. I sat down and rubbed the back of my neck nervously. I have a million questions running around my mind, Was she mad? Happy? Did she want me to see? Why she started…”Uh… when did you start doing ‘this’?” I asked.Samantha sighed and said, “When you first left for the Navy, I was devastated. I’ve always loved you but I didn’t know how to tell you. When you first got your girlfriend, I was angry, and sad. I’ve been masturbating to you ever since.” istanbul travesti Samantha replied, with intense tears in her eyes.As she was telling her story, I heard the desire in her words, and passion in here beautiful gray eyes. When she was done telling her story, I was speechless. Breathless even. We were starring at each other, waiting for either of us to break this gosh awful science.”I–I don’t know what to say Samantha,” I said softly. I slowly moved my hand to her chin, I gripped it lightly and rubbed my thumb on her cheeks to wipe her tears and moved her hair out of her face. I looked down and saw her amazing firm breasts.”You must think I’m so stupid!” Samantha cried, as she istanbul travestileri berried her face into her hands.”No, I don’t. I think you’re an amazing woman,” I said.I thought of something in my duffel bag. I got up and she looked at my with puzzlement. I put my finger up indicating ‘one moment’. I walked out and grabbed my duffel bag and walked back. She was already in her underwear. I sat back down on the end of her bed, I unzipped a secret department and pulled out a dusty, wrinkled picture of Samantha when she was 16. I handed it to her.”When at the worst battles, or times in the war I looked at this picture for encouragement. You have no idea how many times this picture has travesti saved me,” I said.She looked at me, blushing and said “Wow Hunter, I didn’t know that you relied on me so much,” Samantha said. Giggling.”Smart-ass,” I said.We caught ourselves staring at each other again. We slowly leaned into a deep, passionate kiss. I slowly brushed my hand on her tummy, and up to her breasts. I caressed her left breast, rubbing her soft, sensitive skin. I kissed her neck, making her shiver with pleasure. I circled her areola with my thumb, as I slowly moved my lips to her right breasts. I bit down gently, hearing her moan loudly. I pinched and rubbed her left nipple while I sucked on the right. I saw her grip her bed sheets tightly and her panties were already drenched. I slowly moved down to my knees, and kissed her inner thigh. Her moans got louder and louder every kiss closer to her pussy. When I got to the thin layer of silk material, I looked up at Samantha for approval. She nodded and bit her lower lip nervously.

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