she touched him.
As she watched, he tore open a rubber and unrolled it down his ruddy length, and then he covered her, staring into her eyes, as he used his hips to push her thighs farther apart.
She shifted and he moved his hands under her, rolling her weight farther back on her shoulders, taking her weight off her arms, relieving that pressure as he probed between her thighs, the blunt head of his cock caressing the naked flesh of her waxed mound. Her eyes widened as he breached her vagina and slid in, the thick flesh cleaving through her tight folds.
Valery could feel her heart pounding, her nipples stabbing into his chest, the silk of the scarf at her wrists, the coarseness of the hair at his pubis as he slid deep inside, and the pulsating of his cock as he slid half of his thick length within her.
Everything felt super-sensitized, and she shivered as he withdrew, then he pushed deep inside again, staring at her from narrowed eyes. His hands held her ass, keeping her weight lifted off her hands as he completely impaled her this time.
Oh…hell.
She gulped in air as he pushed his cock in her to the balls, and started to pull out, his eyes locked on her face. “You feel so damn tight…so hot, you’re about to burn me up, even through this damned rubber. I hate it… I’ve never hated them before, but I hate it now. I want to fuck you without it, to feel you with nothing between us, to feel that sweet, wet little pussy of yours as I fuck my way into you,” he panted as he started to slide back inside, his eyes focused on hers.
She whimpered, staring helplessly up at him. “Marc…”
“You make me want to forget everything…damn it, you are everything,” he rasped. “You always have been and you never knew.” Another deep, slow stroke.
She arched her hips helplessly, trying to take him deeper. “Marc, please…”
“Shhh. I’ll give it to you, baby, I promise. I’ll give you everything,” he whispered. Hunkering over her, he started to shaft her, deep and slow, hooking his arms under her knees, keeping her open…and still keeping the pressure off her arms.
So considerate, part of her thought, while the other part was babbling with pure, undiluted lust.
Her hair was tangled around her face, the diamonds at her neck and ears glittering in the silvery light. She looked like a fairy, Marc thought, dazed as he sank his cock back into her pussy, angling his hips so that he rode against her clit with each stroke. That warning tingle was building at the base of his spine and he knew he couldn’t hold off climax too much longer.
Think ear infections… think head lice…think teenage pregnancy…wrong one, boy-o.
Now he saw Blush pregnant, ripe with his babe, those beautiful sexy tits lush and full with a mother’s milk, her long body made even riper with motherhood. And his thrusts grew harder, as hunger raged through him. And he hoped the love he felt for her wasn’t naked on his face for her to see…he wasn’t ready to bare his soul to her, not just yet.
“Come for me, Blush, let me feel it,” he purred roughly as he felt the subtle tightening of her pussy around his cock through the rubber. “Come.”
As though she had just been waiting for his words, she threw back her head and wailed, harsh shudders racking her body, spasmodic clenching in her tight little pussy holding his cock in a vise-like grip as he fucked his way deep inside her body. He exploded inside the condom, coming like a long dormant volcano, fast and furious, lowering his head and sinking his teeth into the fleshy pad of muscle atop her shoulder.
She sobbed out his name and he felt the hot splash of her tears against his face as her breath caught.
As he emptied himself inside the condom, she shuddered and bucked under him, her soft, silken little sheath milking him like a fist until he had nothing left to give. He collapsed against her, spent, and listened as she tried to catch her breath.
He lifted his head slightly and
As she watched, he tore open a rubber and unrolled it down his ruddy length, and then he covered her, staring into her eyes, as he used his hips to push her thighs farther apart.
She shifted and he moved his hands under her, rolling her weight farther back on her shoulders, taking her weight off her arms, relieving that pressure as he probed between her thighs, the blunt head of his cock caressing the naked flesh of her waxed mound. Her eyes widened as he breached her vagina and slid in, the thick flesh cleaving through her tight folds.
Valery could feel her heart pounding, her nipples stabbing into his chest, the silk of the scarf at her wrists, the coarseness of the hair at his pubis as he slid deep inside, and the pulsating of his cock as he slid half of his thick length within her.
Everything felt super-sensitized, and she shivered as he withdrew, then he pushed deep inside again, staring at her from narrowed eyes. His hands held her ass, keeping her weight lifted off her hands as he completely impaled her this time.
Oh…hell.
She gulped in air as he pushed his cock in her to the balls, and started to pull out, his eyes locked on her face. “You feel so damn tight…so hot, you’re about to burn me up, even through this damned rubber. I hate it… I’ve never hated them before, but I hate it now. I want to fuck you without it, to feel you with nothing between us, to feel that sweet, wet little pussy of yours as I fuck my way into you,” he panted as he started to slide back inside, his eyes focused on hers.
She whimpered, staring helplessly up at him. “Marc…”
“You make me want to forget everything…damn it, you are everything,” he rasped. “You always have been and you never knew.” Another deep, slow stroke.
She arched her hips helplessly, trying to take him deeper. “Marc, please…”
“Shhh. I’ll give it to you, baby, I promise. I’ll give you everything,” he whispered. Hunkering over her, he started to shaft her, deep and slow, hooking his arms under her knees, keeping her open…and still keeping the pressure off her arms.
So considerate, part of her thought, while the other part was babbling with pure, undiluted lust.
Her hair was tangled around her face, the diamonds at her neck and ears glittering in the silvery light. She looked like a fairy, Marc thought, dazed as he sank his cock back into her pussy, angling his hips so that he rode against her clit with each stroke. That warning tingle was building at the base of his spine and he knew he couldn’t hold off climax too much longer.
Think ear infections… think head lice…think teenage pregnancy…wrong one, boy-o.
Now he saw Blush pregnant, ripe with his babe, those beautiful sexy tits lush and full with a mother’s milk, her long body made even riper with motherhood. And his thrusts grew harder, as hunger raged through him. And he hoped the love he felt for her wasn’t naked on his face for her to see…he wasn’t ready to bare his soul to her, not just yet.
“Come for me, Blush, let me feel it,” he purred roughly as he felt the subtle tightening of her pussy around his cock through the rubber. “Come.”
As though she had just been waiting for his words, she threw back her head and wailed, harsh shudders racking her body, spasmodic clenching in her tight little pussy holding his cock in a vise-like grip as he fucked his way deep inside her body. He exploded inside the condom, coming like a long dormant volcano, fast and furious, lowering his head and sinking his teeth into the fleshy pad of muscle atop her shoulder.
She sobbed out his name and he felt the hot splash of her tears against his face as her breath caught.
As he emptied himself inside the condom, she shuddered and bucked under him, her soft, silken little sheath milking him like a fist until he had nothing left to give. He collapsed against her, spent, and listened as she tried to catch her breath.
He lifted his head slightly and
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