A sweet love ... Chat - Part Three
How much tenderness made me Anna, it seemed if I tried all the stories her complicated, or perhaps had the misfortune to meet only men assholes ... yes, perhaps the second option! Often we see some more loved and more reciprocate recalcitrance, do not deserve anything these men are destined to be alone because those who "stepped on" those who love them will be alone and serves him well! ... rimuginerà then, but it's too late now. The watched as they seemed to relax, ready to tell me something strong, beautiful woman, always elegant, refined taste in clothing that, while not designer, she seemed to be on a large atelier, how calm, very intelligent, a woman in her field of work is much admired and appreciated by all those around her and beyond. He dives into his work as if to get away from the whole world, and bringing great satisfaction, never stands still, I see it every day, closed in his white coat, is not allowed rest, is always available to everyone and always has a smile or a kind word for his patients. She is so, so long, perhaps because life has given her a little! Caressed my kitten usual I walked him with his stealthy pace, she rose from her chair and came toward me, picked up the kitten and then held her like a child: "Do you know Joy," she said, "what I wanted a son " life had denied this possibility, motherhood, and she poured her love on the children of others, his young patients and rested her cheek on the nose of my cat and he was good good, seemed to understand it was a moment where cuddles were all for him and then did not protest ... But she understood, cuddling my cat Gosling as his thought was there, her Joshua. He continued, "Gioia remember when I said I was wrong? That I would take a few days to recover?" '... of course I remembered, so you liege in his work, I thought that must have felt really bad for absence. "I was not hurt, I had to meet Joshua" looked dazed, she was not all this, this man had captured her heart. He sat at the foot of my bed, I began sitting cross-legged in front of her on my bed, I realized that the beauty of the story was about to begin, he looked at me a hint of a smile: "If you knew as expected, I could not wait to embrace, to tighten it to me and kiss, how sweet, when I saw it I thought it even better, my "Ducittu" ... I call it so, and he know how calling me? 'Dolce sicula.' I could caress, touch, Gioia was a great feeling! was able to come to me, despite the jealousy of his wife he had tried to reach me and it was a trick with me! "He offered me some beautiful roses white, pale pink, soft yellow tones, he knows that I do not like red roses and had chosen me for the good of the most beautiful roses I have ever seen ... or maybe I looked like this, so great was my happiness. She wore a dress of clear fresh linen shirt unbuttoned just on his chest, but not too tall, tanned face, a child smile, dark eyes, beautiful and sweet, romantic look on which you can read her melancholy, what I only know how to read. I always tell him, there in your eyes your whole life. We went to my house to the sea, was not yet high season, and then we could rest easy, we wanted to enjoy what little we had been granted without being disturbed. During the trip that took us in the charming coastal town of Messina, Santa Teresa di Riva, just
after Taormina, Joshua told me how he had come up all to spend some together, joked, he every now and then I took her hand and kissed her, and I I said "Keep still, you get distracted! If this continues' we will not get to your destination!" and burst into laughter. The dress I wore was a pretty sea-green, stood out my tan and gave me a lot, Joshua liked it so much, and sometimes I saw him peek too generous in my neck! The apartment overlooks the sea from the balcony you can admire the water's edge and, on days when there is no haze, the tip of Calabria. The sea is calm when it's like a blue veil, just moved from breaths of wind, where small boats rest on how to rock. Admiring the beauty of nature, not far away you could see the Castle of St. Alessio with its cliff overlooking the sea with plenty of caves, visited by scuba divers, where the waves break and seem to caress emphasizing its natural beauty. We watched entranced, I acted as his Cicero when I pressed her to Joshua himself, as if to make me short of breath, and said "this is nice, but you're even more beautiful, Anna." He kissed me on the lips, it was nice to hear them on my own, his hands caressing me voluptuously, kissed me on lips, neck, breasts and I enjoyed the moments. He let his fingers slide between the zipper of my dress, which opened on the back, turned around behind me and started kissing me softly, I felt her lips slide on my back like drops of water, severe chills all over me , felt the hot and humid at the same time, she slipped my dress on the floor at my feet ... was in front of me, my Joshua. The stripped of her clothes, slowly unbuttoned his shirt and my lips and kissed him on his chest, he with his hands on my hips moaning with pleasure, tilt the head back and whispered my name, we enjoyed those moments of passion, we wanted to live them intensely, we both knew that perhaps we would not have to relive them. "Annamaria got out of bed, took a few steps, brought his arms to his chest as if he were crossing them embracing his Joshua, made a half-closed eyes around on itself, her body was there with me but his thoughts were all with him, reliving those moments like this. And he continued, did not stop in to tell me, I dared not interrupt her, and she was his love, there was no one else in those minutes. "Joshua, I emptied of my lingerie, I picked it up and I placed it gently on the bed, lay down on m
and I felt, yes! I felt the warmth of his body over me, her lips, I felt inside me ... SIII I felt, was mine, was there with me, caressed him, my hands could feel a thin film of sweat, I felt the smell of her skin, to be enjoyed in all its crazy ... vibrate strongly within me. Our bodies still locked together they turned on themselves and I found myself on him, Joshua was well below me with open arms, and shouted my name "Anna Anna, I love you, you are mine, it's beautiful, yet Gioia my "and I pressed the pace of intercourse, my hands on his chest, I did not stop him I wanted to enjoy everything in me ... then his hands encircled my hips and I began to push more and more, raised his head and gently biting my nipples, collected my breasts in his hands ... God how I miss !"... Anna brought her hands to her face and sank to a weeping discharge, or of sorrow, or maybe they were both, the tears ran down his face, looked like a little girl who had lost his favorite doll and suffered, but that was not for her, no, her tears contained all its sadness and bitterness that was smoldering inside her. I got up from bed, hugged her, she clung to me, he wanted to be comforted, he felt empty, I began to understand that this man 's had made her suffer .....