wondered why he never noticed her sexiness before. She walked slowly to him. He moved slowly to the middle of the bed to position himself for her. He pulled off his shirt and threw it on the side of the bed. His eyes continued to devour what was laid out in front of him. She crawled on the bed to reach him. When she was already sitting on top of him, she smiled and leaned to him to kiss him. Their kiss went from subtle to hungry. Joana's hands cupped his face as his hands cupped her behind. She moaned in his mouth he gave it a gentle squeeze.
When she threw her head back to moan more, his lips moved to her neck as he slowly planted soft kisses from her neck to the upper portion of her chest. He licked each mound in between kissing and nipping at them while his other hand unclasped her brassiere's lock. As soon as he unclasped it, she shimmied out of it and discarded the flimsy material on the side of the bed. Her nipples were taught as if begging for some contact. Michael saw this and cupped the other before sucking on her right nipple, making her moan some more. His lips had been rough against her skin. If he continued to kiss her violently, he would bruise her, but she no longer cared. He skillfully cupped each of her breasts, making sure to suck and even graze his teeth on her pert nipples. She panted as she undulated for him. His manhood was hard as it tensed under his jeans as if pleading to be loose, but it was too soon. He needed to see her off first before he could have his way with her. His hands moved to the sides of her hips as he tugged on her underwear as if asking her to have it removed. Joana took a hint and removed it of her own accord. When he saw her wet for him, she whimpered as he gazed at her wetness hungrily.
As soon as she was naked in front of him, he growled. He pushed her onto the bed, laid her back on his soft mattress and looked at her from top to bottom like a predator savoring its prey. He unbuttoned his jeans and unzipped his fly before tugging it down his thighs. He let her look at his erection before revealing it fully to her. She licked her lips as she looked at it greedily. This was it. She was going to be successful in her plan. She was going to have all of him somehow. Before he moved closer to her, he opened a pack of condom and rolled it on his manhood.
She wanted to lick his pre-cum earlier but she knew it would have to be done next time. She would make sure of it. Michael had other plans for her tonight. Despite his muscles being sore and his fist and his face bruised, he wanted something more than a missionary position, something they had not yet done before but he wanted to try. He leaned down to give her wetness a lick as he plunged his tongue and two of his fingers inside, making her moan as she held onto his sheets. He raised his head as he looked at her. His two fingers continued to probe her; in and out they went as she mindlessly writhed for him.
“You are so wet for me, Baby,” he said before he started licking and sucking her again while he continued his assault using his fingers.
It wasn't long before she was holding on to his hair as she ground before him. She knew she would be coming soon.
“Michael, I'm...” She came before she even finished her sentence, her orgasm washing over her like a tidal wave. It had been almost a year since she last had sex with anyone and now, she knew she was going to be addicted to it once more. Before she could recover from the shivering, an aftershock of her orgasm, Michael was on his feet again. She realized that he was not a selfish man. That he would see to it that she was taken care of first before she took care of his needs.
“Baby, Bend over for me,” he commanded her.
Despite her somewhat weakened legs, she positioned herself in front of him. She bent for him, her behind raised high for him to see. Michael had never seen her this way and was pleased that she obeyed him without inhibition.
When she threw her head back to moan more, his lips moved to her neck as he slowly planted soft kisses from her neck to the upper portion of her chest. He licked each mound in between kissing and nipping at them while his other hand unclasped her brassiere's lock. As soon as he unclasped it, she shimmied out of it and discarded the flimsy material on the side of the bed. Her nipples were taught as if begging for some contact. Michael saw this and cupped the other before sucking on her right nipple, making her moan some more. His lips had been rough against her skin. If he continued to kiss her violently, he would bruise her, but she no longer cared. He skillfully cupped each of her breasts, making sure to suck and even graze his teeth on her pert nipples. She panted as she undulated for him. His manhood was hard as it tensed under his jeans as if pleading to be loose, but it was too soon. He needed to see her off first before he could have his way with her. His hands moved to the sides of her hips as he tugged on her underwear as if asking her to have it removed. Joana took a hint and removed it of her own accord. When he saw her wet for him, she whimpered as he gazed at her wetness hungrily.
As soon as she was naked in front of him, he growled. He pushed her onto the bed, laid her back on his soft mattress and looked at her from top to bottom like a predator savoring its prey. He unbuttoned his jeans and unzipped his fly before tugging it down his thighs. He let her look at his erection before revealing it fully to her. She licked her lips as she looked at it greedily. This was it. She was going to be successful in her plan. She was going to have all of him somehow. Before he moved closer to her, he opened a pack of condom and rolled it on his manhood.
She wanted to lick his pre-cum earlier but she knew it would have to be done next time. She would make sure of it. Michael had other plans for her tonight. Despite his muscles being sore and his fist and his face bruised, he wanted something more than a missionary position, something they had not yet done before but he wanted to try. He leaned down to give her wetness a lick as he plunged his tongue and two of his fingers inside, making her moan as she held onto his sheets. He raised his head as he looked at her. His two fingers continued to probe her; in and out they went as she mindlessly writhed for him.
“You are so wet for me, Baby,” he said before he started licking and sucking her again while he continued his assault using his fingers.
It wasn't long before she was holding on to his hair as she ground before him. She knew she would be coming soon.
“Michael, I'm...” She came before she even finished her sentence, her orgasm washing over her like a tidal wave. It had been almost a year since she last had sex with anyone and now, she knew she was going to be addicted to it once more. Before she could recover from the shivering, an aftershock of her orgasm, Michael was on his feet again. She realized that he was not a selfish man. That he would see to it that she was taken care of first before she took care of his needs.
“Baby, Bend over for me,” he commanded her.
Despite her somewhat weakened legs, she positioned herself in front of him. She bent for him, her behind raised high for him to see. Michael had never seen her this way and was pleased that she obeyed him without inhibition.
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