Oh yeah... s-s-s-s yeah ... that's it. Baby what's gotten into you? Huh? What the fuck is going on ... shit shit shit shit shit!" He cried out, as she worked her tongue and mouth on him so he stood shaking his head trying to think of everything else but the pleasure coursing through his body.
She pleasured him the way she had always dreamed of doing.
His hands were busy at her breasts and down below, rubbing her in a way that if he weren't careful, she would climax. When she felt she was about to again, she came away from him, "NO Shawn! I wanna come with you in me."
"Anything you want baby ... just tell me what you want."
"I want you inside of me ... please."
Shawn was only too willing to accommodate.
He turned sideways on the smooth wood bench, partially straddling it to get in position so he could grab both of her legs by the back of her knees, lifting them up high, pushing them up out of the way so he could get himself lined up to re-enter her. The moment Sylvia felt his thick, swollen head there, she shivered all over crying out from the torturous pleasure. He started giving her long, careful, strokes as he touched her, caressing her gleaming body. He filled her, stretched her, made her crazy the way God must have intended because she whimpered as if going to cry, "It feels so good Shawn! That - feels - so - good!"
"Damn right it does, damn right." He grounded out, his teeth bared fighting back that powerful surge of force that was going to make him shout. 'Not yet, not yet.' He kept telling himself as that certain groove started taking over him. His hips rolling one way, then the other. His head rolled back, eyes squeezed closed he fought so hard to keep it at bay, but his body, his hips, the clench and unclenching of his butt muscles, all of it was pushing him, taking control from him so that sometimes he went more than half way inside of her, a few times, all the way making Sylvia cry out, even so she didn't care about the discomfort, about the pain; but he did, the moment he made her cry out, he forced himself, with grinding teeth, forced himself to back-off, to be careful, to slow it down, which only stimulated them even more.
Slow was good.
Every single thing there to feel, could be felt when it goes, slow .
"Goddamn you Sylvia ... goddamn you, you know how fuckin' good this feels? Ah shit baby... oh my god!" He cried out.
Both were in total sexual oblivion, head to foot pleasure that reached to the tips of their toes, making them tingle and writhe as their bodies mated in a rhythm as old as time. Shawn brought her legs to lay over one shoulder as he pumped with measured thrusts, reaching forward, his palms cupped her breasts, rubbing them, cupping them, squeezing as well teasing her nipples with the pad of his thumb.
"Shawn! I - I wanna come now - I'm gonna - come. I can't ... I can't hold back ... I can't hold back no more ... Shawn!" She groaned, whimpering because her height of sensitivity was rising out of her control, a surge of tingles were spiraling to the core, he was bringing her to that place where any moment now, she was going to crest, then explode, losing every bit of control she had and then in the fall, scream all the way down.
"Shawn!"
"Come on, just a little bit longer ... let me come with you ..." He growled, sweating, his entire body honed and heading for that vinegar stroke that once he was in it, there was no letting go. "Ah Sylvia ... baby ... ah hell... I swear ... you have got ... the best ... fuckin' pussy - on the fuckin' planet - holy shit ... ah baby ... now ... right - fuckin' - NOW!" He grunted and erupted, pumping his semen into her as he added just enough pressure to her clitoris to make her come, she screamed. There was no way to hold it back. They were both out of control with it. A total catapulted orgasm, launching them, hurling them through the heavens and all they could do was shout on the trip through it. It took a few moments for their bodies to stop quaking,
She pleasured him the way she had always dreamed of doing.
His hands were busy at her breasts and down below, rubbing her in a way that if he weren't careful, she would climax. When she felt she was about to again, she came away from him, "NO Shawn! I wanna come with you in me."
"Anything you want baby ... just tell me what you want."
"I want you inside of me ... please."
Shawn was only too willing to accommodate.
He turned sideways on the smooth wood bench, partially straddling it to get in position so he could grab both of her legs by the back of her knees, lifting them up high, pushing them up out of the way so he could get himself lined up to re-enter her. The moment Sylvia felt his thick, swollen head there, she shivered all over crying out from the torturous pleasure. He started giving her long, careful, strokes as he touched her, caressing her gleaming body. He filled her, stretched her, made her crazy the way God must have intended because she whimpered as if going to cry, "It feels so good Shawn! That - feels - so - good!"
"Damn right it does, damn right." He grounded out, his teeth bared fighting back that powerful surge of force that was going to make him shout. 'Not yet, not yet.' He kept telling himself as that certain groove started taking over him. His hips rolling one way, then the other. His head rolled back, eyes squeezed closed he fought so hard to keep it at bay, but his body, his hips, the clench and unclenching of his butt muscles, all of it was pushing him, taking control from him so that sometimes he went more than half way inside of her, a few times, all the way making Sylvia cry out, even so she didn't care about the discomfort, about the pain; but he did, the moment he made her cry out, he forced himself, with grinding teeth, forced himself to back-off, to be careful, to slow it down, which only stimulated them even more.
Slow was good.
Every single thing there to feel, could be felt when it goes, slow .
"Goddamn you Sylvia ... goddamn you, you know how fuckin' good this feels? Ah shit baby... oh my god!" He cried out.
Both were in total sexual oblivion, head to foot pleasure that reached to the tips of their toes, making them tingle and writhe as their bodies mated in a rhythm as old as time. Shawn brought her legs to lay over one shoulder as he pumped with measured thrusts, reaching forward, his palms cupped her breasts, rubbing them, cupping them, squeezing as well teasing her nipples with the pad of his thumb.
"Shawn! I - I wanna come now - I'm gonna - come. I can't ... I can't hold back ... I can't hold back no more ... Shawn!" She groaned, whimpering because her height of sensitivity was rising out of her control, a surge of tingles were spiraling to the core, he was bringing her to that place where any moment now, she was going to crest, then explode, losing every bit of control she had and then in the fall, scream all the way down.
"Shawn!"
"Come on, just a little bit longer ... let me come with you ..." He growled, sweating, his entire body honed and heading for that vinegar stroke that once he was in it, there was no letting go. "Ah Sylvia ... baby ... ah hell... I swear ... you have got ... the best ... fuckin' pussy - on the fuckin' planet - holy shit ... ah baby ... now ... right - fuckin' - NOW!" He grunted and erupted, pumping his semen into her as he added just enough pressure to her clitoris to make her come, she screamed. There was no way to hold it back. They were both out of control with it. A total catapulted orgasm, launching them, hurling them through the heavens and all they could do was shout on the trip through it. It took a few moments for their bodies to stop quaking,
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