She laid there. Stark naked. He had just stripped off all of her clothes. He moved back, just a bit, as he gazed upon the curves of her body. Her perfect tits. The gorgeous way her hips led up to her torso. The tattoo’s that littered her body. Her obviously fresh shaven pussy. He longed for her. That grin on her face drove him wild.
He lowered himself, to bring his face level with her cunt. As he pressed his tongue against her clit, he slipped the middle and ring fingers of his right hand inside of her. He curled his fingers slightly upward, making sure to hit her spot. She immediately started writhing as he began to move his tongue and fingers, in unison. He moved his tongue swift and firm. He wrapped his left arm around her thigh to assert his control, and pulled her as close as possible.
Her slight moans began to grow louder. He knew she was close to cumming, and wanting to make sure she knew he was in control, he stopped and pulled away. She started begging for him to get her off. “Say please!” He commanded with a smirk.
"Please, make me cum! Please! I need it! I need you!" 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. While their tongues danced against each other, he started removing his own clothes.
Once he was naked, he grabbed her back the back of the head, and stood up. He brought her mouth up to his hard cock. He commanded, “suck my cock.” She looked up at him as she slowly took his cock in her mouth. She took most of it, never losing eye contact, before she started to pull back to the head. S...
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...Ball deep in her, she leaned back, resting her hands on his thighs, and raised her hips to the point where he was barely inside her. She rotated her hips slightly, teasing the head of his member then slammed back down letting him fill her again. She repeated this again and again until he had enough.
He grabbed her and threw her on her back, and without hesitation shoved his way inside of her. He grabbed her throat tightly, while he pounded her. He was significantly more rough with her this time. 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. He held her and they kissed deeply.
Lennie. His arms gradually bent at the elbows and his hands closed into fists. He stiffened
Particularly, Haywood writes, “She said little in answer to the strenuous pressures with which at last he ventur'd to enfold her, but not thinking it decent, for the character she had assum'd, to yield so suddenly, and unable to deny both his and her own inclinations, she counterfeited a fainting, and fell motionless upon his breast.” In short, she purposefully faints so he would take her to the bedroom and they could act on their attraction without her going out of character. This hides the agency that
the voice and hands, the stroking of shoulders and the touching of hair were a
The patient was more beautiful than she realized. If only she could see it for herself. The color from her dainty face had drained to a sickened green tint and her eyes widened in fear. The walls of the clinic exam room were ordained in calming colors, but offered the young woman no comfort. She continued to blink rapidly as if she would awaken from the nightmare; her long eyelashes could not fan the health worker’s words away. She thought it was harmless, just a night of fun. It made her feel valuable and attractive. Yet being desired now left her alone, crumpling to the floor screaming between sobs and desperately reaching to the empty air around her. She couldn’t grasp any security. Not only did that harmless night of fun result in her becoming
pile against his chest. Then he sat back and looked at the water with bright excited eyes.”
You pulled at my hair and groaned as I ran my tongue along your lips. The warmth of my breath felt wonderful as I drew towards your clitoris. Minutes passed. You could hear my ministrations but you concentrated on the pleasure. You helped by spreading yourself open; I took advantage and slipped a finger in.
He turned his head toward me and peered at me through swollen eyes. “I begged her not to go with him,” he said quietly. “Do you hear me, I begged her!”
When his gaze met Jorge's, he saw a look of complete trust laced with deep, sexual longing shining from the soft, brown eyes, and his heart skipped a beat. He started slow, and as his hands caressed the young Latino's broad chest, he found himself falling into a powerful, hypnotic state. Time stood still; the sensation of Jorge’s smooth, flawless flesh beneath his fingers the only thought occupying his mind, and when his thumb grazed the raised nub of his lover’s nipple, he took an almost hedonistic delight in the gasp of pleasure that resonated around the
On the kitchen floor he set her down, held her in his arms, and kissed her. “Thanks.”
...ove) " My echoing song; thenworms shall try that long perserved virginity/ And your qaint honer turned to dust/And into ashes all my lust". He is talking about rough sex. He wants to be involved with her physically instead of love which is lust thus stated in the last qoute.. Finally we come to the concluding point where feminists would call this guy a creep. Pleasure is the speaker's main concern. The body is definitely the speaker focus. He makes references to parts of her body. He talks about her eyes, her forehead, her breasts, the rest and every part.