Do you want to cum again?” he asked in a whisper. His words caused her arousal to intensify and she nodded eagerly. When he stopped, she moaned in protest. “Please,” she said, “Don’t stop.” He stroked the hair from her face and looked deep inside her eager eyes, allowing her leg to fall gently to the floor of the shower. She returned his gaze confused.
He stayed deep inside her, thrusting shallowly, not letting himself to leave her warmth. This movement caused his pelvis to grind against the tender bud of nerves with every jump of his hips. “God...Jon…” The string of words spilled out of her mouth as he continued to stroke against her most delicate area, his lips pleasing her throat with kisses. Her breathing got heavier with each passing second, but he resisted the urge to thrust even faster. He wanted to keep the pleasant feeling of being inside her to last as long as possible.
I moaned, and as though reading my mind, she slid her fingers further forward, and pushed them deep into my dripping pussy. Crouched down like that my pussy was not just spread but was stretched open, and I felt three fingers slide in. "Oh my god," I murmured as she worked her fingers in and out of my gaping pussy. She pulled her dripping fingers out of my pussy and back over my asshole, covering it with my slippery juices. I thought I was going to pass out from the blood rushing to my head as I realized she was going to do it, and I had to steady myself with one hand against the car.
He was fucking her harder than ever before. She felt herself start to cum. The feeling of her cumming drove him over the edge and with one last hard stroke, he let loose inside her. Him cumming inside her caused her to cum again, and she felt like she was going to pass out. He took his hand off her throat and rolled over, still inside her.
Even now he felt his heart pounding, as if it'd break free from his chest. He smiled, brushing her thick blonde hair back, then leaned in to kiss her. Laury hesitated, still new to this enough to find herself shocked when... ... middle of paper ... ...ide. Clint leaned in to kiss her again once his button was undone. He broke it once more to whisper in her ear.
I experience a soft, warm and velvety cocoon envelop me. I try prolonging the ecstasy, but her wild thrusts take me over the edge, she yells, “Take me Slugger.” In a maddening wild contraction that almost bursts through the top of my head I lose control. Her breath turns to a growl, as she reaches a monstrous climax of her ... ... middle of paper ... ...mitted disease. It went untreated for so long that I can never have children. Slugger felt like someone had punched him in the stomach, all the air in him gone.
He grabs her arm again, pulling the keys from her fingers. "I'll drive." He says when she tries to grab the keys from him. He shrugs his jacket off and throws it into the backseat before getting into the car. Catelyn slides into the passenger seat, her fingertips a bit black from wiping her tears but she has never looked more beautiful and he pulls her hand into his, pressing a kiss to back of it before starting the car and driving off.
He was afraid. Daryl walked over to him, grabbed him around his neck and p... ... middle of paper ... ...er, traced the shape of her face, around her eyes, nose and then slowly over her lips and down to her chin. He brought her face closer to his, and slowly brought his lips down to hers, softly kissing her upper lip, then the lower. He put his arms around her and slowly let the kiss grow, lips parting, tongues battling, until both of them were washed away with passion. He raised up and pulled her tighter, suddenly flipping them both til he was the one on top.
Nicole and Benedict climbed into Nicole’s car. She hooked up her phone and then joined Benedict in putting on their respective seat belts. Nicole turned to him and said, “There are rules in this car.” He smiled, “OK.” “I’m not kidding. The will be followed, no questions asked," she said pointing at him. He stopped smiling, “OK.” “The music will be loud.
and wiped his face off without a word. “Do you need a ride home?” His eyes sank as she asked the question. Why don’t you come on over to my house tonight? She saw a little nod. The Engine roared to life once again, and again the smell wafted around the car.