She cradled him between her thighs and he could feel his cock harden in his pants and he pushed against her, as he kissed her and she broke the kiss to let out a soft moan, enticing... ... middle of paper ... ...her response, he strokes lightly over her clit. When her speed increases he strokes harder and then faster once he feels her nails digging into his bare shoulders. Her blue eyes staring into his gray ones. Catelyn's eyes close as her movements become more irregular and her back arches back, trying to get her lower body closer to him. One stroke and she is calling out his name in a high pitched moan, her body tensing as her orgasm ripped through her.
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 was still so excited from what had just happened, I moved my hands down over her ass and squeezed, spreading her ass and running my finger over her asshole. She did the same to me. I remembered what I had thought just a moment before, about that couple watching Natasha fuck my ass, and I pushed my ass against her fingers. Both were still wet from my pussy juice, and Natasha once again pushed a finger into my ass as we stood there naked, our tongues exploring each other 's mouths. Our eyes were closed but I could hear the cars speed by, and my wish had come true, Natasha had a finger in my ass in front of every car that drove by.
She pleaded. He knew she needed it, and dove back in. Within seconds he felt her pussy tighten, and immediately become soaking wet. He pulled his fingers out of her, and lapped up her sweet juices. As he sat up, he noticed her slightly shaking, and leaned down to kiss her.
I said, “I need time to think about a few things.” “Julie?” Richard had listened to Mom’s request to watch over me. “Yeah - and about whether I’ll be able to live my life without her.” Telling him that I would come down shortly, he exited the dome car, and my thoughts returned to Julie. # # # After putting the pizza on the dresser, she came to me quickly and embraced me with a passion I had not seen in her before. Her lips seemed fuller and more sensuous and her breathing had become quite rapid. Our tongues met, and it soon felt like two puppeteers were fighting each other inside our joined mouths.
I said nothing, but continued to run my hand over her over and over again. She withered and moaned all the harder. When it seemed that she could not take it much longer I got on top of her and started making slow and sweet love to her. By now both of us was beyond any control of ourselves. With each thrust inside of her she moaned and pulled me closer.
“Hi Mary” Instantly straddling him on the bench, slapping his face before pressing her lips up against his. Slipping her tongue deep inside his mouth. Beginning to kiss, as her hands drop from his face moving down his chest, her fingers slowly explored towards the bulge within his jeans. “Mmmmm” she muttered in his ear... ... middle of paper ... ... with his rock hard cock, feeling himself tightening inside her, until he shot his load in waves inside that pussy of hers. Now filled with a combination of juices running from her wet sticky hole, still empty his sack, he falls on top of her and sucks one of her breasts, teasing the nipple with his teeth, panting all the while.
“No you whore, I don't unbutton my shirt to get better tips,” she said looking in the mirror over the fireplace. Unbuttoning her top enough to showcase her cleavage perfectly framed inside her white blouse she finished up. “I'll call you when I get home.” She waited a moment while listening to her friend. “Shut up, I live in the same building, it takes me two minutes.” Turning off the phone and throwing it into her back pack she quietly staged herself. Mr. Gable was getting home much later then first discussed, but bitching to her friend was more about reputation.
With both explode in unison, pushing back on him, circling my hips to continue the feeling, locking eyes via the mirror and watching each other as he wraps his arms around me, and I hold them. He whispers “I bet you never thought you’d see me again after the sex session in the hotel room this morning!” “No” “I saw the way you looked at me on the train to,” he laughed in my ear “You wanted me again, so I followed you here, hope you didn’t mind?” “No!” smiling at him. After cleaning up and adjusting our respective clothing, I was about to exit the toilet, “Here, you might want this” handing me his business card “you never know, perhaps we might meet each other again?” I took it smiling at him and could feel his gaze on my backside as I walked away from him and out of the café.
I went to my room and switche... ... middle of paper ... ...nd she tried to squeeze her thighs together to stop me, but I was too strong for her and I proceeded to finger her pussy for several seconds. I was surprised I heard no further comment from her…maybe she liked it as much as I did? I slipped my finger out and slipped it into her mouth to suck clean, she did. I sat back down and Mum handed me my drink back and she sat down still naked. I ordered her to remain undressed until Dad called to say he was almost home.