His best efforts couldn’t satisfy her, so she made him watch, while he sat stroking himself in a corner as she moaned, expertly using her butt plug and vibrator at the same time passion dripped from her fingers. Nearing her climax, she called him over to lick and suck her nipples so she would cum harder and he could hear the utterances of her lascivious whispers.
Tag: Sex
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She rides the stiffness of his tongue with the intention of an explosive culmination; with experienced wit she positions herself so the fleshy flexible tip touches and brushes perfectly against her clit in beautiful rhythm — her desire generously drips, and he does not waste it, eagerly swallowing the sweetness of her passion while she erotically whispers and looks down at him. To intensify the pleasure that lasts, she’ll feel his wet tongue zealously exploring her ass without her having to insinuate or ask, skillfully using her own fingers to manipulate the pleasure of the place his tongue just entered. Seeing the size of his hardened cock causes her mouth to water, the sentiment of sucking him ardently not escaping her. She wants to cum on his tongue again, but after, she wants to be fucked with hedonistic vigor, then be fucked even harder.
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The sweetness of lips — the lust that drips — the moans that ensue when strong hands firmly hold black lace over hips — the unintended release of long held intimate secrets. Fuchsia polished pedicured toes in clear stiletto heels peeking through black stockings, ripped — the thickness, length and hardness of what she sits — the way she intensely gives oral pleasure on her knees as she rubs her clit. It is always just before climax comes that she whispers, Oh shit — it is always after an emotive fucking that he gives her a passionate kiss — after the pleasure, a mental replay of everything erotic.
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Hours after, the pleasure still lingers — she can still feel him inside her, the perfect size of him, the continuous throbbing. Again, she wants to fuck him, so she’ll think about the way he sucked and teased her erect sensitive nipples as she rode him; then close her eyes, open her legs wide, and slowly start rubbing until there is a wet explosion, screaming, heavy breathing, and irrepressible shuddering after she whispers his name again and again.
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She remembers everything; the deep sucking, the hair pulling, the flood that came after a thorough licking — a hard and relentless fucking, how she rode him on a wooden chair and wildly kissed him; how wet she becomes every time they begin, how he moaned when she told him that she loved him, how she positioned herself with her face in the pillows so he could deeply enter in and how loud she gets when she rubs her clit and so badly misses him.
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In the last moments, the release is so fucking intense. From ten, there is a countdown to climax — the thrusts, deep, hard, and fast. By seven, the erotic whispers resume to make the pleasure last. By five, a pause ensues and the whispers cease. On three, there is an explosion of ardent release. After, the evidence of euphoria is soaked into satin sheets. In another hour, there will more passionate fucking, and near the end, the concupiscent countdown from ten will begin again.
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Muscle memory causes anticipation to shudder the body. The tingling of excitement invades the erogenous zones used to the pleasure of a skilled tongue. Her toes will be teased and the soles of her feet, before pleasure travels lower to the flood of a wet discovery. Every erogenous part of her body will be serviced thoroughly. Her experience will not be mediocre; she will be taken care of perfectly in beautiful ecstasy. The butt plug that is already inside her will be pulled out slowly and then reinserted again and again, constantly. The softness and warmth of passionate lips and eager tongue will intensely stimulate her pussy. Her legs will be spread widely, and she will be fucked deeply. Her ass will be explored. She will be spanked hard periodically. Her hair will be pulled firmly. In doggy, she will be fucked roughly. She will say through heavy breaths, Cum inside me, but her wait for his release will be lengthy. She will experience many memorable moments of transcendent ecstasy, then he will finally release, but she will release again. She will lie in bed for several minutes after, in erotic contemplation — after a hot shower she will be disrobed and taken in her favorite position. She will ride him unmercifully, not breaking her rhythm for anything, until she screams and digs her nails deeply into him. He will kiss her passionately again and whisper, You are my woman.
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I love you; you feel so fucking good inside me. I shouldn’t have stayed away for so long.
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Insatiable craving gradually heightens until there is gorgeous release from just kissing and the brush of fingers against the skin. Vibrations of the rhythm of the tongue stimulates the sensitive ridge that is the outer source of her pleasure — skillful fingers massage the inner, until there are waves of undeniable euphoria. Legs are opened wider so that the tongue can be felt in the place of her most secret desire that was discovered, giving way to heavy breathing, writhing, squirting and then screaming. Unending craving always leads to marathon fucking and the potency of ecstasy that is replayed upon the sun’s rising and in their sleeping when erotic dreams visit them and they fuck again and again releasing intensely like a glorious waterfall with no end surrounded by white and burgundy roses in a secret garden.
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The full weight of wet passion falls and rises continuously in beautiful rhythm on a large circumference of hardness, her breasts heaving against his chest with every deep breath as she releases again and again until there is nothing left but the echoes of euphoric screams and the erotic core of her essence. It was the skillful use of his tongue between her legs that first caused her to break the stagnant silence, looking at her lover intently as she continuously brushed her fingers against the sensitive nipples of her breasts. She reaches ecstasy easily because of the receptiveness of her flesh. All day she had been wet, waiting to aggressively mount what she had already experienced, because she knows the feeling of his depth; oh, how she loves his depth. When they fuck they always work up a good sweat from the heat of shared passion that defines the most intimate parts of them. She likes many positions, but when she is ready for an intense transcendency she rides him aggressively, assertively taking what belongs to her in exceptional ecstasy that she has to have continuously and thoroughly.
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