eyes never leaving his.
When she released him, he rose from the bed, unzipped his jeans, pulled them off gracefully and kicked them aside. Her eyes drank him in. She couldn’t help breaking eye contact. His manhood was enormous and rock hard. In fact, his entire physique was glorious. He was perfect in every way.
He straddled her, his erection resting lightly against her sex. Slowly, he eased his body down onto her. His skin against hers, touching her breasts, her stomach and her thighs was intoxicating. And his erection now between her legs, brushed her clitoris teasingly.
He cupped her face in his hands and kissed her. It was a mere whisper of a kiss, yet it was completely devastating. Her body reeled from it, made her feel light headed. He pulled away and looked into her eyes. She looked into his and knew she was totally lost.
He buried his hands in her hair, pushing it away from her face. “I want that mouth,” he whispered.
“Then . . . take it,” she whispered with a confidence she didn’t know she possessed.
His mouth came down hard and demanding on hers. His lips were soft and delicious; the thrust of his tongue went deep into her mouth. Much to her amazement, she matched his passion. The kiss was all consuming. He buried his hands in her hair, weaving his fingers around the strands and pulled it—hard. She gasped. It was totally unexpected. She was excited by his kiss and the slight but not unpleasant pain from having her hair pulled.
My God! What must Ms. Prudinsky think of me now? She thought.
She plunged her hands into his hair, feeling that unruly mass of silken locks between her fingers and pulled it hard enough to make his head tilt backward. His lips turned up in an incredibly sexy half smile. She returned the smile, knowing she’d done something he truly liked.
Gracefully, he moved off her and leaning over, slipped his hand behind her head and kissed her slowly, passionately. His lips moved from her mouth down to her throat, and then to her breasts and there they lingered.
She felt his silken hair touch the tops of them as he kissed each one. His tongue moved in deliciously slow circles around the nipples. It was so sensual. She stiffened when she felt the nip of his teeth on them. It hurt a little and at the same time, sent a bolt of electricity through her entire body. He squeezed them, alternately taking each one fully into his mouth. His other hand moved down her belly. She heard herself moan with need. He moved his fingers lightly down her body in an agonizingly slow dance. She felt him touch her clitoris.
Using his thumb and index finger he kneaded it slowly. She felt a finger slip inside her. He moved all three in unison, his finger moving in and out of her, bringing her wetness up to her clitoris, his thumb and index finger moving faster and faster. She felt a sharp pinch on her clitoris. She gasped, went rigid. Her body was on fire for him now.
His kiss became rough and all encompassing, he nibbled and bit her lips, thrust his tongue deep into her mouth, literally devouring it. Good God! She thought she’d surely come right then.
“Do not come yet.” He ordered in a solemn voice. He moved his body back on top of her.
She tensed the muscles in her vagina to stop her from climaxing. The tip of his manhood was at the opening of her vagina. He moved into her just a little before gradually pulling back out. He watched her face. She continued to hold eye contact as she’d been instructed. He eased into her bit by bit, before pulling out again. His hips moved leisurely from side to side as he pushed further and further into her. At long last, when she couldn’t stand it any longer, he thrust his entire manhood into her. With amazing speed, he grabbed her legs and put them on top of his buttocks.
He moved very fast inside her. She wrapped her legs around him tight, pinning him to her, as his thrusts became more urgent. Again, he ran his hands through her hair, stroking
When she released him, he rose from the bed, unzipped his jeans, pulled them off gracefully and kicked them aside. Her eyes drank him in. She couldn’t help breaking eye contact. His manhood was enormous and rock hard. In fact, his entire physique was glorious. He was perfect in every way.
He straddled her, his erection resting lightly against her sex. Slowly, he eased his body down onto her. His skin against hers, touching her breasts, her stomach and her thighs was intoxicating. And his erection now between her legs, brushed her clitoris teasingly.
He cupped her face in his hands and kissed her. It was a mere whisper of a kiss, yet it was completely devastating. Her body reeled from it, made her feel light headed. He pulled away and looked into her eyes. She looked into his and knew she was totally lost.
He buried his hands in her hair, pushing it away from her face. “I want that mouth,” he whispered.
“Then . . . take it,” she whispered with a confidence she didn’t know she possessed.
His mouth came down hard and demanding on hers. His lips were soft and delicious; the thrust of his tongue went deep into her mouth. Much to her amazement, she matched his passion. The kiss was all consuming. He buried his hands in her hair, weaving his fingers around the strands and pulled it—hard. She gasped. It was totally unexpected. She was excited by his kiss and the slight but not unpleasant pain from having her hair pulled.
My God! What must Ms. Prudinsky think of me now? She thought.
She plunged her hands into his hair, feeling that unruly mass of silken locks between her fingers and pulled it hard enough to make his head tilt backward. His lips turned up in an incredibly sexy half smile. She returned the smile, knowing she’d done something he truly liked.
Gracefully, he moved off her and leaning over, slipped his hand behind her head and kissed her slowly, passionately. His lips moved from her mouth down to her throat, and then to her breasts and there they lingered.
She felt his silken hair touch the tops of them as he kissed each one. His tongue moved in deliciously slow circles around the nipples. It was so sensual. She stiffened when she felt the nip of his teeth on them. It hurt a little and at the same time, sent a bolt of electricity through her entire body. He squeezed them, alternately taking each one fully into his mouth. His other hand moved down her belly. She heard herself moan with need. He moved his fingers lightly down her body in an agonizingly slow dance. She felt him touch her clitoris.
Using his thumb and index finger he kneaded it slowly. She felt a finger slip inside her. He moved all three in unison, his finger moving in and out of her, bringing her wetness up to her clitoris, his thumb and index finger moving faster and faster. She felt a sharp pinch on her clitoris. She gasped, went rigid. Her body was on fire for him now.
His kiss became rough and all encompassing, he nibbled and bit her lips, thrust his tongue deep into her mouth, literally devouring it. Good God! She thought she’d surely come right then.
“Do not come yet.” He ordered in a solemn voice. He moved his body back on top of her.
She tensed the muscles in her vagina to stop her from climaxing. The tip of his manhood was at the opening of her vagina. He moved into her just a little before gradually pulling back out. He watched her face. She continued to hold eye contact as she’d been instructed. He eased into her bit by bit, before pulling out again. His hips moved leisurely from side to side as he pushed further and further into her. At long last, when she couldn’t stand it any longer, he thrust his entire manhood into her. With amazing speed, he grabbed her legs and put them on top of his buttocks.
He moved very fast inside her. She wrapped her legs around him tight, pinning him to her, as his thrusts became more urgent. Again, he ran his hands through her hair, stroking
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