The Blind Date Night Part 2

He grasped my hand and we walked briskly from his car to the door of his condo with my 5 inch black heels clicking madly against the concrete. We moved in such haste that I was afraid I'd come tumbling down from the height of my heels. Once inside the condo he roughly grabbed me and pulled me tightly against his taut gorgeous hunk body. He leaned down and locked his lips to mine. He used his tongue to easily part my lips and flicked his tongue down my throat. Our tongues quickly met and began a dance of passion. I was in heaven and ready to give myself to him totally, wantonly, eagerly and sure I would allow him to do with me as he pleased.
gradually his hands worked there way from my back, to my waist, and came to rest on my firm, perfectly rounded bottom. With one hand on each cheek of of my ass he alternately caressed and squeezed. I shivered in anticipation as his hands began to slowly tug the hem of my tight gray skirt upward. The fabric struggled against his tugging but was no match for his muscular arms and firm strong hands. I moaned a bit as I felt the skirt rise higher and higher until the cloth of the skirt was bunched up around my waist and his hands began to slowly caress the twin globes of my ass. The feel of his strong hands gliding across the satiny fabric of my panties was driving me wild.

Eventually one finger of his right hand started to slip under the elastic hem of my string bikini. The first finger was soon joined by a second and the I felt the entire palm of his hand on my bare left ass cheek. The tight fitting string bikini acted as an impede his access to my bottom and to facilitate his progress he reached toward the tiny bow that graced my left hip. He deftly untied the little bow and the string bikini sprung open on one side while the bow on the other hip still managed to hold the fabric against my ass cheeks. However he was now able slide his hand all the way to the crevice that divided my bottom. He slowly ran the tips of his fingers up and down my butt crack. Gradually he let one finger rest on the opening of my tight "pussy". Slowly his finger began to massage the opening to my sex hole and my moaning grew louder.