some of the growing pressure.
Nila’s head was turned, her eyes trained on a spot in the grass as Kaveh leaned back to remove his pants. She could feel her cheeks heat as she caught sight of his manhood from the corner of her eye. She wanted to look, curious to see what a man looked like, but she was scared at the same time. Kaveh felt himself growing even larger at Nila’s innocence. A smirk crossed his lips as he wrapped his hand around his girth, stroking it gently.
“Look at me,” he commanded her softl y. Nila took a moment to comply, still scared of what she would find, but when she did the most erotic sight greeted her eyes and her arousal soared to a frantic pitch. Her lips parted slightly in shock as she saw how large he was, and then she grew scared.
“ Th…that’s too big,” she breathed, “it’s not going to fit.”
Kaveh felt himself swell with male pride at the ignorant statement.
“I assure you, my love, it will,” Kaveh said with a chuckle as Nila tried to scoot away, her eyes now locked intensely on his groin.
“Relax,” he said, following after her and positioning himself between her legs, “I will not enter you until you are ready.”
His hands once again found her breast as he lowered himself on top of her. His lips wrapped around a pink bud and Nila arched her back into him, reveling in the assault of pleasurable sensations that ran through her at his touch. Her hands dug into his black hair, pulling him closer to her. His kisses moved lower, trailing down her taut stomach while his fingers continued to massage her breast.
Kaveh paused as his lips reached a mass of perfectly groomed silver curls. He inhaled her arousa l, thoroughly enjoying her scent, and wanting to lock the smell of her innocence in his mind forever. He would soon be tearing through it. He ran a hand along her side, enjoying the way she squirmed at the contact as it tickled her. He placed a hand under her bottom, lifting her hips and moving her into a better position. He grazed her womanhood with the pad of his thumb, and she gasped and squirmed at the contact.
Intense pleasure shot through her, pushing all other thoughts from her mind as her lover explored her body. The rough pad of his thumb hit her in just the right spot s, massaging circles around her most sensitive part. He slipped a finger inside of her, gently so as to accustom her to the sensation. His tongue slipped past his lips and continued the work his thumb had started.
It was almost too much for Nila to bear. His tou ch was gentle, but firm. She could feel him holding back, not wanting to hurt her or go too fast. The pleasure was mind numbing as his tongue swirled around the bundle of nerves, his finger slowly massaging her inside. She could feel a pressure building and she shifted her hips, trying helplessly to release it. She ached for something but she didn’t know what. She needed to feel more, but she didn’t know how to ask. A whimper escaped her lips, a plea for her lover to give her what she couldn’t ask for.
Kaveh felt himself swelling to a point of pain. Nila was ready for hi m, and he couldn’t hold back any longer. He lifted himself back up her body and his lips once again found hers. He hovered over her for a moment, positioning himself at her entrance. He sensed a hint of nerves in her aura as his tip played in her folds, finding the place he would soon break past. He allowed the head of his manhood to enter her. Her squeal of pain filled his mouth and he broke off the kiss. It took everything he had not to tear through her in a frenzy of desire. Every muscle in his body tensed as he tried to remain still, allowing Nila to adjust to the sensation before he entered her fully. Finally, unable to resist any longer, he pushed forward, breaking through the barrier of her womanhood. He could smell the hint of blood instantly and he searched the pain on her face
Nila’s head was turned, her eyes trained on a spot in the grass as Kaveh leaned back to remove his pants. She could feel her cheeks heat as she caught sight of his manhood from the corner of her eye. She wanted to look, curious to see what a man looked like, but she was scared at the same time. Kaveh felt himself growing even larger at Nila’s innocence. A smirk crossed his lips as he wrapped his hand around his girth, stroking it gently.
“Look at me,” he commanded her softl y. Nila took a moment to comply, still scared of what she would find, but when she did the most erotic sight greeted her eyes and her arousal soared to a frantic pitch. Her lips parted slightly in shock as she saw how large he was, and then she grew scared.
“ Th…that’s too big,” she breathed, “it’s not going to fit.”
Kaveh felt himself swell with male pride at the ignorant statement.
“I assure you, my love, it will,” Kaveh said with a chuckle as Nila tried to scoot away, her eyes now locked intensely on his groin.
“Relax,” he said, following after her and positioning himself between her legs, “I will not enter you until you are ready.”
His hands once again found her breast as he lowered himself on top of her. His lips wrapped around a pink bud and Nila arched her back into him, reveling in the assault of pleasurable sensations that ran through her at his touch. Her hands dug into his black hair, pulling him closer to her. His kisses moved lower, trailing down her taut stomach while his fingers continued to massage her breast.
Kaveh paused as his lips reached a mass of perfectly groomed silver curls. He inhaled her arousa l, thoroughly enjoying her scent, and wanting to lock the smell of her innocence in his mind forever. He would soon be tearing through it. He ran a hand along her side, enjoying the way she squirmed at the contact as it tickled her. He placed a hand under her bottom, lifting her hips and moving her into a better position. He grazed her womanhood with the pad of his thumb, and she gasped and squirmed at the contact.
Intense pleasure shot through her, pushing all other thoughts from her mind as her lover explored her body. The rough pad of his thumb hit her in just the right spot s, massaging circles around her most sensitive part. He slipped a finger inside of her, gently so as to accustom her to the sensation. His tongue slipped past his lips and continued the work his thumb had started.
It was almost too much for Nila to bear. His tou ch was gentle, but firm. She could feel him holding back, not wanting to hurt her or go too fast. The pleasure was mind numbing as his tongue swirled around the bundle of nerves, his finger slowly massaging her inside. She could feel a pressure building and she shifted her hips, trying helplessly to release it. She ached for something but she didn’t know what. She needed to feel more, but she didn’t know how to ask. A whimper escaped her lips, a plea for her lover to give her what she couldn’t ask for.
Kaveh felt himself swelling to a point of pain. Nila was ready for hi m, and he couldn’t hold back any longer. He lifted himself back up her body and his lips once again found hers. He hovered over her for a moment, positioning himself at her entrance. He sensed a hint of nerves in her aura as his tip played in her folds, finding the place he would soon break past. He allowed the head of his manhood to enter her. Her squeal of pain filled his mouth and he broke off the kiss. It took everything he had not to tear through her in a frenzy of desire. Every muscle in his body tensed as he tried to remain still, allowing Nila to adjust to the sensation before he entered her fully. Finally, unable to resist any longer, he pushed forward, breaking through the barrier of her womanhood. He could smell the hint of blood instantly and he searched the pain on her face
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