It was just another Saturday night, and Daniel was bored out of his mind. He was sitting alone in his living room, trying to find something to watch on TV. There was nothing good on, and he ended up just staring at the blank screen. He was so bored, and it seemed like everyone else was having fun. He finally turned the TV off and sighed, frustrated. He looked out the window and saw that the sky was dark and the moon was shining. The air was cool and refreshing, so he decided to go for a walk.

Daniel was 35 years old and was living a lonely life. He was an introvert and kept to himself most of the time. He had a hard time making friends, and he didn't have many close relationships. Daniel was feeling so alone, that he was starting to think that maybe there was no one out there for him. Every women that was important in his life had left him, even his own mother, who abandoned him when he was just a kid.

His ex-wife also left him for another man. They had been married for three years, and things had been great. But she was bored, and Daniel was too busy with work. He was always working late and coming home exhausted. She couldn't take it anymore and started cheating on him. When he found out, she left him and moved in with her lover. It was a devastating blow, and he didn't think he could ever trust a woman again. Isn't like he hated women, but the fact that his past experiences with them have all been negative made him feel afraid and distrustful of them.

Now, Daniel was living in a small town. He had been here for a few years, and he was starting to feel settled. He liked it here, and it was a nice change of pace from the big city. He had a nice house and decent job. He felt like he had a good life, but something was missing. He felt like there was no one special in his life, and he wanted to meet someone.

As Daniel left his house, he breathed in the cool night air, and it was quiet and peaceful. He started walking down the street, and he was wearing a grey hoodie and blue jeans. His dark brown hair was messy and unkempt. He had a handsome face and a strong jawline. He had deep blue eyes that were full of sadness.

It was then that he saw a woman jogging towards him. She had long, curly red hair, and she was wearing a tight and white tank top and black yoga pants. She had a great figure, and her bright green eyes were full of life. He couldn't help but stare at her, and he was mesmerized by her beauty. She was smiling, and he thought she looked so happy and carefree. He wished he could feel that way, and he wanted to know more about her.

She jogged past him and stopped at a bench. She sat down, breathing heavily, and she took a sip of water. She had sweat running down her face and arms, and she wiped her forehead with her hand. She looked so beautiful, and he couldn't stop staring at her. She noticed him staring at her and smiled. "Hi, there," she said, her voice cheerful.

He blushed and looked away, embarrassed. "Sorry," he said, apologizing.

"That's fine. Are you okay? You seem a little lost," she asked, concerned.

"Yeah, I'm fine," he replied, trying to act normal.

She could tell he was uncomfortable, and she didn't want to make him feel awkward. "Okay, well, it was nice meeting you. I'm Melanie, by the way."

"I'm Daniel," he said, his voice shaking a little.

"Nice to meet you, Daniel," she said, smiling.

Melanie got up from the bench and started running again. He watched her as she ran away, and he couldn't help but smile. She was so beautiful and kind, and he wished he could talk to her more. But then, she was gone, and he was left standing there, wondering if he would ever see her again. He had a feeling that their paths would cross again, and he couldn't wait to get to know her better.

As Melanie ran away, she couldn't help but smile. She had a good feeling about Daniel, and she was looking forward to seeing him again. She was 38 years old and was also living a lonely life. She had recently gotten divorced, and it was a hard time for her. Like Daniel, she also had a difficult time trusting people, and she had a hard time opening up to the opposite sex.

Melanie's ex-husband was emotionally manipulative and abusive, and the divorce was a difficult experience for her. Not to mention her father, who did the same thing to her mother and to her. She didn't want to get hurt again, and she was scared of getting too close to anyone. Melanie didn't have a lot of close relationships, and she preferred to spend time alone. She asked herself why she said hello to Daniel. It was strange, but it was like she felt a connection with him, and she couldn't explain it.

Meanwhile, Daniel was thinking about Melanie and how much he wanted to get to know her. But then, he started to think about his own insecurities. He was afraid of being rejected and he thought he wasn't good enough for her. She was so beautiful, and she seemed so confident. She didn't seem to have a care in the world, and he was envious of her. Little did he know that she was hiding her own pain and heartbreak, and her confidence was a façade.

Daniel returned home and tried to forget about Melanie. But every time he closed his eyes, all he could see was her beautiful face and her dazzling green eyes. How can someone so beautiful and perfect exist? He thought. He laid in bed, and his thoughts were racing. He knew he was being silly, but he couldn't help himself. He just wanted to know her, and he didn't know how to stop thinking about her.

A few days passed, and Daniel had almost forgotten about Melanie. Almost, because very time he closed his eyes, he saw her, and it drove him crazy. He was starting to think that he was losing his mind, and he didn't know what to do.

Daniel worked at home, and it was a quiet life. He was a graphic designer and had his own business. He was sitting at his desk, working on a project. It was a nice day, and the sun was shining. His window was open, and the fresh air was a welcome relief. Sundenly, there was a knock on his door. He went downstairs and opened the door. He was surprised to see Melanie, standing on his doorstep. She had a smile on her face, and she was holding a basket of muffins. She was dressed in a cute, pink t-shirt and jeans, and her hair was tied back in a ponytail.

"Hi," she said, her voice cheerful. "I'm your new neighbor, and I wanted to bring you some muffins. Remember me? I'm Melanie."

Daniel was shocked. He couldn't believe she was standing in front of him. He didn't know what to say, but he took the basket and said, "Thank you."

Melanie was standing in front of him, and all he could think about was how beautiful she was. She had a sweet smile and she smelled like vanilla. Her skin was like porcelain, and covered with freckles. He was captivated by her, and he couldn't stop staring at her. "Would you like to come in?" he asked, his voice shaky.

Melanie hesitated and said, "Well, I don't want to bother you. I just wanted to say hi."

"No, no, it's okay. I have some coffee. Would you like a cup?" he asked, trying to sound casual.

"Sure, that would be great," she said, smiling.

Daniel was nervous, but he led her into the kitchen. He set the basket on the table, and he went to the coffee maker. Melanie was standing in the kitchen, looking around. She was smiling, and she had a happy expression on her face. She couldn't stop looking at Daniel, and she was captivated by his shyness and awkwardness. He was wearing a navy blue polo shirt and khakis. His hair was messy, and he had a boyish smile that she loved. He was a bit clumsy, and he kept dropping things, but that just made her laugh.

Daniel looked into her eyes and smiled. "So, tell me about yourself," he said, his voice shaky.

"Well, there's not much to tell. I just moved here, and I'm starting a new job. I'm an artist, and I sell my paintings online. I love nature and being outdoors, and I like to read and watch movies. I'm also a pretty good cook, and I like to bake," she said, her voice cheerful. "What about you?" she asked, curious.

"Well, I work from home, and I'm a graphic designer. I love art, and I'm a big fan of video games," he said, laughing nervously.

"I'm not much of a gamer," she said, smiling. "But I like to draw and paint, so we have that in common."

They continued to talk, and they were both surprised at how comfortable they were with each other. They didn't know why, but it just felt natural, and they were having a great time. After a while, Melanie checked the time and realized that she needed to go. She thanked him for the coffee, and she gave him her phone number. "Here's my number," she said, smiling. "You should call me. We should hang out sometime."

"Okay," he said, his voice barely a whisper. Melanie waved goodbye, and she was gone. He closed the door and leaned against it, trying to catch his breath. His palms were sweaty and he couldn't believe what had just happened.

After Melanie left, Daniel couldn't focus on his work. He couldn't believe that someone like her would even notice him, let alone want to be friends. He wondered why she was interested in him, and he was afraid that she was just being nice. Maybe she is just like the other women, and she will leave him once she gets what she wants, he thought.

As for Melanie, she was happy. She was happy that she had such a great time with Daniel. But, like Daniel, she also had her own insecurities. She was afraid that she would never be able to trust a man again, and she was afraid of getting hurt. They didn't know it yet, but they were both afraid of being abandoned, and they were both afraid of their past. Their shared fears and pain was what brought them closer together without either one of them knowing it.

Daniel didn't call her right away, and he was nervous about that. He didn't know what to say, and his mind was filled with doubts. But he was drawn to her, and he couldn't stop thinking about her. He had never felt this way before, and he didn't know what to do.

Melanie waited patiently, and she was starting to think that he wasn't going to call her. She was disappointed, and she was afraid that she had scared him away. But then, a few days later, Daniel called her. She was sitting in her living room, and the phone rang. "Hello," she said, her voice shaking.

"Hi," he said, his voice soft and sweet. "It's Daniel."

"Hi, Daniel," she said, a smile forming on her lips. "How are you?"

"I'm fine. How are you?" he asked, his voice softening even more.

"I'm good. I'm glad you called," she said, trying to hide her excitement.

"Me, too," he said, laughing nervously. "Listen, I was wondering if you wanted to hang out. You know, go for a walk or something. Then we could grab some coffee and talk. If you want."

"I would love to," she said, her voice bright.

"Great. How does tomorrow afternoon sound?" he asked, his voice shaking.

"Tomorrow afternoon sounds perfect," she said, her heart beating fast.

"Okay. I'll pick you up around two. Is that okay?" he asked, his voice hopeful.

"Yes. That's perfect," she said, unable to contain her excitement.

"Great. I'll see you then. Bye," he said, hanging up. Melanie also hung up the phone, and her hands were shaking. She was going to hang out with Daniel. What should I wear? What should we do? She wondered.

The next day, Melanie was waiting for Daniel to arrive. She was wearing a cute yellow dress, and her hair was down. She had light makeup on, and her eyes were bright. She was excited, and anxious to see him. There was a knock on the door, and she answered it. Daniel was standing there, and he was holding a bouquet of flowers. He was wearing a dark blue polo shirt and black slacks. He was handsome, and his shy smile made her heart skip a beat. "These are for you," he said, his voice shy.

"Thank you," she said, her voice soft and gentle. The bouquet was full of pink roses, and they smelled wonderful. "They're beautiful."

"I'm glad you like them," he said, his hands shaking.

"Please, come in," she said, leading him into the house. Daniel entered, and he looked around. Melanie's house was beautiful, and the decorations were simple and elegant. She had a cozy living room, and a collection of books on her bookshelves. There were pictures of nature and landscapes on her walls. "I love your house," he said, a smile forming on his lips.

"Thank you. I'm still decorating, and I'm not done yet, but I think it's coming along," she said, her voice proud.

"It's lovely," he said, his eyes scanning the room. "But nothing compared to you."

Melanie blushed and smiled. "Thank you," she said, looking down.

"I mean it," he said, his voice soft. Melanie looked up at him, and their eyes locked. She blushed, and her breathing quickened. He seems so shy and sweet, she thought. But still, she couldn't stop to be afraid, and her heart was filled with doubts.

"Are you ready to go?" he asked, his voice gentle.

"Yes," she said, her voice barely a whisper. Daniel held out his arm, and Melanie linked her arm in his. The warmth of his body was a welcome relief, and she felt comfortable with him. She was feeling a connection to him, and she didn't want the moment to end.

Daniel took her outside, and they walked down the sidewalk. It was a beautiful day, and the sky was clear. The air was fresh and crisp, and there was a slight breeze. "I'm sorry that our first date isn't very romantic. But, I wanted to get to know you first, and I thought a walk and a coffee would be nice," Daniel said, his eyes filled with worry.

"It's perfect," she said, reassuring him. "I love walking, and I'm happy just being outside."

"I'm glad," he said, his voice sincere. "I want to know everything about you, and I want to make sure you're having a good time."

They continued to walk, and they talked about their interests. Daniel felt alive and free when he was with Melanie, and she felt the same way. They were so comfortable together that it was like they were old friends, and their conversation was easy and natural. As they talked, they both started to relax, and they enjoyed each other's company.

They reached the local park, and they sat down on a bench. There was a pond, and the ducks were swimming around. The sun was shining, and the flowers were in bloom. She had never felt so relaxed, and the feeling of contentment was overwhelming. She didn't want the moment to end, and she wished it could last forever. "I have to say that I'm a bit surprised," she said, laughing nervously.

"Why is that?" he asked, curious.

"Because of our conversation a few days ago and today. You're not at all like I thought you'd be," she said, her face flushing.

"And how did you think I'd be?" he asked, smiling.

"I don't know. All the men I've met are jerks, and they're only interested in one thing. But, you seem different," she said, her voice uncertain.

"Well, my experience with women has been similar. They always leave, and they don't want anything to do with me," his face flushing with embarrassment. He was thinking how he was able to say that to her. Why did he trusted her? How did he know that she was not going to leave like the other women?

"I know how you feel," she said, her voice gentle. "I've been hurt, too. I can't tell you how many times my ex-husband cheated on me, or how many times he put his hands on me."

"What happened? I mean, if you don't mind me asking," he said, his eyes filled with compassion.

"Well, it was a lot of things, but the main thing was that I wasn't exciting enough for him. He always found a reason to be angry with me, and he was always accusing me of things. He was just like my father, and they were both controlling and abusive. So, I left, and I haven't heard from him since," she said, her voice wavering.

"I'm sorry. I can't imagine how hard that was," he said, his voice sincere. "In my case it all started with my mother, who abandoned me. I had one memory of her, and it was a bad one. She left without a trace, and I didn't know what to do. After that, I felt rejected, and I felt like I wasn't good enough. I didn't had a father growing up, and it was always just me and my grandmother. She raised me, and she was a kind and loving woman, but she was also strict. She never allowed me to get close to anyone, and she kept me away from other children. It wasn't until I met my first girlfriend in high school that I really had a friend. I was so lonely, and I just wanted someone to be there for me," he said, his voice trailing off. "But even her, she abandoned me. And, after that, all the other women, my ex-wife included, mistreated me, leaving me, hurting me, and rejecting me."

Melanie was silent, and she was surprised at his honesty. Maybe this wasn't a gender thing, and maybe it was a people thing. She understood his pain, and she could relate to his loneliness and fear. "I'm sorry. I had no idea. You seem so strong, and I never thought that you were carrying such a heavy burden. But, you're not alone, and I'm here for you," she said, her voice soothing.

Daniel was touched by her words. She seemed to be sincere, and, for a moment, he felt a connection to her. "I'm nothing compared to your strength. You left, and you're starting a new life. That's amazing," he said, his voice barely a whisper.

Melanie smiled and placed her hand on his. Her touch was warm and gentle. "Thank you," she whispered, "Thank you for showing me compassion. No one has ever done that for me before."

"You're welcome," he said, "And thank you for listening. I've never been able to talk about my feelings before."

"I'm always here if you need to talk. You can trust me," Melanie said, her eyes softening. She wanted him to trust her, and she wanted to help him heal. He had been through so much, and his past had left him scarred and broken. But, she saw a glimmer of hope, and she knew that he could be healed. Melanie reached up and stroked his hair, and his face flushed. She was so gentle, and her touch was calming.

Daniel was glad that Melanie was listening, and that he had someone to confide in. He was also relieved because he found out that women are not all the same. There are good and bad people, and Melanie was definitely a good person.

As they got up and left the pond, they continued their walk. Daniel wanted to hold Melanie's hand, but he was too nervous, and his hands were shaking. He didn't want to scare her off, and he didn't know how she would react. Melanie noticed his nervousness and decided to make the first move. She reached out and took his hand. He was shocked, but his body responded, and his hand instinctively squeezed hers.

They walked hand-in-hand, and the feeling was exhilarating. "Are you okay with this?" she asked, her hand softly squeezing his.

"I wanted to hold your hand, but I was too nervous. Thank you," he said, his face blushing.

"No need to be nervous. I'm not going anywhere," she said, her voice assuring. Melanie's words were soothing, and he was relieved at her understanding. She had a way of putting him at ease, and her gentle nature was a welcome relief.

As they arrived at the local café, they let go of each other's hands and went inside. Daniel held the door open for Melanie, and she smiled at him. He was such a gentleman, and his manners were charming. "Thank you," she said, her voice bright.

"My pleasure," he said, his eyes twinkling. Daniel loved Melanie's smile, and her happiness was contagious.

The coffee shop was small and cozy, and it had a homey feel. The walls were painted a warm brown, and there were pictures of landscapes and animals. There were also paintings of birds and butterflies, and the decorations were simple and tasteful. They sitted at a table near the window, and they enjoyed the view of the park. It was a beautiful day, and the sunlight was streaming in. They ordered some coffee and muffins, and they were both enjoying the moment.

They were sitting close to each other, and their legs were touching. Melanie could feel Daniel's warmth. Her leg was slowly rubbing against his, and her breathing was quickening. She had never felt this way before, and her mind was filled with confusion and desire.

Daniel could feel her body trembling, and he was becoming more and more aroused. He wanted to tell her how he was feeling, but he didn't know what to say. Nervously he started talking. "Melanie, I feel something for you. I don't know what it is, but I think that we have a connection."

Melanie could feel his body tense up as he spoke. She could tell that he was nervous, and she wanted to reassure him. She took his hand in hers and squeezed it gently. "Daniel, I feel something for you, too. I'm not sure what it is, but I like spending time with you."

Daniel looked into her eyes, and he was marvelled at her honesty. She was so brave and vulnerable, and her willingness to share her feelings was inspiring. He didn't know what was happening, but he knew that he wanted her, and his desire was growing. Her face seemed so close, and her lips were tantalizing.

Melanie leaned closer, and her lips were inches from his. He could feel her breath, and his body was aching for her. Then, she closed the distance, and her lips were on his. The feeling was amazing, and his mind was spinning. Her soft, moist lips were pressing against his, and he felt the heat radiating through him.

As their lips parted, Melanie was blushing, and her face was glowing. She was like a goddess, and Daniel was enamored by her beauty. He had never seen a woman like her before, and he was completely under her spell. "That was...amazing," he said, his eyes wide.

"I couldn't help myself. I had to know what it would be like," she said, her eyes softening.

"I'm glad you did," he said, his voice a whisper. "It was incredible, but I have to confess that I don't feel comfortable in public places," he said, his eyes full of shame.

"Why is that?" she asked, her voice gentle.

"I'm not a very social person, and I'm not good at being around people. I have a hard time making friends, and I don't like crowded places," he said, his face flushing.

Melanie wanted to bring him home, and she wanted him in her bed, but she didn't want to push him. On the other hand, she knew that he had to get over his social anxiety, and she was the best person to help him. "Well, if you're not comfortable in public places, I have an idea. Why don't you come home with me tonight, and we can have some fun there?" she said, her eyes filled with desire.

Daniel's eyes lit up, he wanted do much to be with her, but he didn't want to seem too eager. "Are you sure?" he asked, his voice shaky.

"Yes. I want to get to know you better, and I think we would be more comfortable there," she said, her voice soft and encouraging.

"I would love that," he said, his face flushing. He couldn't believe his own daring. It was like he had been reborn, and he was starting a new chapter in his life. She leaned again and kissed him. This time she used a bit of tongue, and he felt his cock throbbed. He wanted her, and his desire was growing. Her hand was on the back of his head, and her fingers were tangled in his hair. She was passionate and fierce, and her body was pressed against his. His body was aching for her, and he was filled with anticipation.

Daniel knew that he couldn't hold back anymore. He wanted her, and he was done playing games. "I want you," he whispered, while his mouth was close to her ear. Melanie shivered and said, "I want you, too."

They got up from the table and left the café. They were both anxious and excited, and they couldn't wait to get home. This was going so fast, but the attraction was strong, and the sexual tension was building. Their fear was so small compared to the desire they felt for each other.

They walked arm-in-arm, and they didn't know what was going to happen, but they were both ready to take the next step. As they arrived at her house, the desire was pulsing through their bodies. Melanie took his hand and led him inside. Then she stopped in front of the stairs, and she looked into his eyes. "I want to bring you to my bedroom, but I don't want you to think that I'm a slut. I'm not. I've never been this attracted to a man before, and I'm not used to feeling this way," she said, her eyes searching his.

"I understand. I know how you feel, and I'm not going to judge you. You're a beautiful woman, and I'm glad that you're attracted to me. Deep down, I know that you're different," he said, his voice gentle.

Melanie was moved by his words, and she was glad that he was accepting of her feelings. She reached Daniel's hands and held them in hers. Her eyes were filled with passion, and her lips were parted. "I'm glad, because I've never felt this way before," she said, her voice a whisper.

Melanie led him up the stairs, and her bedroom was right across the hall. She opened the door, and the sunlight was streaming in. The room was filled with her scent. The walls were a light pink, and the decorations were simple and feminine. She had her own paintings and art work on the walls, and her bookshelf was filled with books and candles. The bed was queen sized, and the covers were white and fluffy.

Melanie stood in front of him, and kissed him. His lips were soft and tender. She felt her body responding while Daniel held her close, and her hands were wrapped around his neck. Her breasts were pressed against his chest, and the feeling was electrifying.

They broke apart, and Melanie's eyes were dark with desire. She took his hand and led him to the bed. She sat him down, and her hands were on his shoulders. "Are you sure about this?" she asked, her voice barely a whisper. "Yes, I have never been more sure about anything in my life," he said, his voice strong and confident.

Melanie leaned down and kissed him. This time, her kiss was more demanding, and her tongue explored his mouth. Her hands were on his chest, and her fingers were moving over his skin. He moaned, and his body was responding. Her hands moved lower, and she unzipped his pants. She pulled his shirt over his head, and his chest was bare. Daniel's body was lean and toned. She moved her lips down his neck and chest, and his skin was warm.

"Take off your pants," she said, her voice filled with lust. He obeyed, and his pants were gone. He was wearing black boxers, and his cock was hard. She could see the outline of his cock, and her body was burning with desire.

Melanie leaned down and kissed him. At the same time, she removed her dress and revealed her perfect, naked body. Her breasts were full and round, and her areolas were large and brown. Her nipples were hard, and her skin was covered in freckles. She was wearing a red thong, and her pussy was glistening.

Then, Melanie sitted next to him, and her hand was on his cock. She removed his boxers, and his cock was freed. It was large and thick, and the head was swollen. The shaft was covered in veins, and the tip was moist. She leaned down and started licking his pink nipple. At the same time, her hand was on his cock, and she was stroking him.

"Oh God, yes," he moaned, his voice filled with pleasure. Melanie's tongue was swirling around his nipple, and her hand was moving up and down his cock. His body was responding, and his breathing was becoming rapid.

Melanie started moving her lips down his chest and stomach, and her tongue was trailing down his skin. She was teasing him, and her tongue was tracing circles around his belly button. She was kneeling in front of him, and took a little lick on the tip of his cock, his shaft was twitching while his balls were already aching.She leaned down and took the head of his cock into her mouth. Her eyes were locked on his, and her lips were stretched around his shaft.

"That feels so fucking good," he moaned, his voice shaky. He couldn't believe how hot she was, and her mouth was amazing. Daniel never had a woman that was so attentive to his needs. Usually he was the one giving the pleasure, and the women were the ones receiving. He didn't know what to think.

Melanie was enjoying sucking him. She was feeling his heart beating fast on his cock, and his body was tense. She went lower and deeper, and her tongue was teasing the underside of his shaft. His body was responding, and his hips were thrusting forward.

Melanie sucked harder, and her tongue was dancing around his shaft. Her hands were cupping his balls when Daniel groaned, "Oh fuck, yes. That's it,"his voice raw and husky.

Melanie released his cock, and her lips were moist. A string of saliva was connected from her lip to his shaft. She moved her lips down his balls and took one of them into her mouth. She was gently sucking, and her tongue was licking around his sensitive flesh. His body was jerking, and his balls were tightening. "Mmm, that feels so good," he moaned, his hips gyrating.

Melanie's lips were moving again up his shaft. She was teasing him, and her mouth was working magic on his cock. She looked at him, and his eyes were glazed over with pleasure when she said, "I want to feel you inside my pussy. Do you want that?"

"Yes, but before that, I want to taste you. I want to know if your pussy is sweet as your mouth," he said, his eyes filled with passion.

Melanie moaned, and her body was trembling. She couldn't believe how bold he was, and she wasn't used to having a man tell her what he wanted, much less when that involves only her pleasure. Her ex-husband had never pleasured her, and her experiences with men were limited. But now, here was Daniel, a man that wanted to lick her pussy before even entering her. The idea made her feel special, and the thought of him between her legs was driving her crazy.

Daniel's mouth was watering as Melanie slowly removed her thong and exposed her pussy. Her pussy was hairy, and the red curls were glistening with her juices. The shape of her pubs were similar to a triangle, and her lips were long and fleshy. Her clit was visible, and the pink nub was engorged. Melanie spread her pussy lips while she was getting lower and lower, until her knees were near his head.

Daniel moaned as the smell of her pussy filled his nostrils. He moved his tongue over her pussy lips and tasted her core. Melanie's juices were sweet and musky, and his body was shaking. He moved his tongue up and down her slit, and his nose was buried in her pubic hair.

"Yes, that's it," she moaned, her body writhing. Daniel was moaning, and his mouth was pressed against her pussy. His tongue was circling around her clit, and her juices were dripping onto his chin. His tongue moved down to her opening, and his tongue was moving inside her. He thrusted his tongue in and out of her, and her body was quivering.

"Oh God, that feels so good," she moaned, her body squirming. He was driving her crazy, and her body was on fire. She started thrusting her hips, and her pussy was grinding against his mouth. Her hands were on the back of his head, and her fingers were tangled in his hair. He moved his mouth up to her clit, and his tongue was licking her engorged bud.

"Oh fuck, yes. Right there," she moaned, her body jerking. Daniel was licking even faster, and his tongue was like a blur. Her clit was pulsing, and her pussy was tingling. He was giving her pleasure unlike anything she had ever felt before. Her ex-husband never had the patience to eat her out, and his technique was rough and clumsy. But Daniel was different, and he was taking his time. His tongue was gentle and insistent, and his lips were soft and firm while sucking her pussy lips like they were a delicacy.

Melanie's body was trembling, and her legs were shaking. "I'm going to cum," she moaned, her voice ragged. Daniel was sucking her clit even harder, and his tongue was flicking across her core. She was so wet, and her juices were flowing. Her orgasm hit her like a train, and her body was convulsing. Her juices were squirting onto his mouth, and her legs were quaking. A creamy white fluid was slowly flowing from her pussy, and her body was quivering.

"Oh my God, I'm cumming so hard," she moaned, her voice raw and ragged.

Daniel was moaning, and his tongue was lapping up her juices. She was delicious, and he was savoring every drop. "I'm not done yet," he said, his voice soft and gentle.

Melanie was still trembling, and her body was convulsing. Daniel moved his tongue down her slit, and his mouth was pressing against her opening. He thrust his tongue into her pussy, and her juices were dripping down his mouth. Her body was still twitching, and her pussy was sensitive. His tongue was moving in and out of her, and her body was arching.

Melanie was so close to another orgasm, and her body was tingling. His tongue was moving faster and deeper, and his mouth was pressed against her pussy. Her pussy was pulsing, and her juices were flowing. What is this man doing to me? she thought. He's like a God.

Her orgasm hit her like a tidal wave, and her body was convulsing. "Yes! I'm...I'm cumming again! Oh Daniel! You are...amazing," she moaned, her voice filled with ecstasy.

To be continued...