Slipping quietly downstairs after waking, I see a vision of loveliness standing before the window. Lilya, passionate as ever last night, wasn’t there to keep me warm when I woke up, her sweet smell lingered in my nostrils, and my thoughts drifted back to her as I stepped off of the last step.

Slender and tight, Lilya had everything I look for in a young woman, long legs, tight ass, beautiful small breasts and the most incredible girl next door looks. Her Russian accent makes me smile even when she’s mad at me, I listen to her intently as she speaks about her homeland, and she always asks why I am smirking at her. But my favorite thing to do with Lilya had more to do with running my tongue slowly across her flat stomach and trailing down her soft curves finishing at her complete nakedness.

Looking at her in front of the window I can’t help but think how lucky I am. Lilya is wearing what is left of her clothes from last night, the soft black stole thrown lightly across her shoulders, still barely able to cover her soft perky breasts, her silky black and pink panties, see-through as usual, perfectly contrasting her tanned tight body. As Lilya sees me, she throws off the stole and slips out of her panties, leaning back against the wooden frame she spreads her legs and slowly gives me a view that I remember quite well from last night, lips slightly parted, glistening with moistness.

Breakfast can wait til later, right now I need to work on a feeling that I couldn’t shake from last evening, and that feeling is quickly rising to my attention.

Enjoy more of Lilya at Sweet-Lilya, she wants to make sure that you get to see exactly why she is always on my mind.