Archer wasn't reluctant, not by a long shot. Devouring me with his mouth, I whimpered as the excitement grew. Fingers pushed back into me, two wide that moved at a frantic pace.
Lips sucked at the skin, his tongue lashed and lapped, sliding over me as it flattened to the inner folds. He didn't shy away from it, worshiping me in a way that had me choking out my rising pleasure. Mercilessly he continued, his face buried into me and refusing to budge until I exploded. Panting with the scorching bliss, I begged him to tongue fuck me. The man happily complied, rolling me over so that my ass was in the air.
I groaned the second his tongue slid in, his fingers pulling me apart and exposing me. Darting over my sensitive skin, his tongue went higher and I flushed with heat. No one had ever licked me there and like he knew it, he continued on. Fingers delved into me again, two deep they worked me over as his tongue continued its rapid assault on me.
My face was buried into the back of the lounge as I came, begging him not to stop. To pull me apart and fuck me. Compliant as always he spread me wider and buried his face into me, lapping and pushing that tongue over and in me.
When my climax was slowing Archer moved away, I was floating in a sea of euphoria, unaware of anything really. Archer pulled me back, his hand firmly around my neck as he tilted me backwards. I looked up at him with my hazy, fuck drunk smile. He smiled back and kissed me harshly, wildly taking what he wanted. Those fingers slid through the line, back and forth he teased me and rubbed the sensitive skin.
I felt like I was drugged, intoxicated and wafting around this world without a real sense of what was going on. Euphoria was rocketing through me, the peaks and lows were a blur. Archer pulled away and moved out of sight, I could feel his hands moving over my back and to my hips. One fell away and I didn't know what he was doing until I felt him push against me. With a heavy groan he entered me, sliding deep into me with a languorous motion.
Turning my head I watched as his hands moved over my backside, moving the flesh to gaze upon our coupling. Slowly he moved in and out, savoring the sensation. When his hands gripped my hips hard I turned back to the lounge with a smile, readying for the hardness of this position. It was an incredible position, the way the cock entered the body, the hard slap of bodies as they fucked. I loved it.
He retracted from me and with a buck of his hips he was back in deep, I groaned and begged him to go faster. Hearing a chuckle, I pouted and turned to look at him.
“Don't you like being teased?”
His hands moved over my back as he gently flexed into me, going teasingly slow. Those miscreant hands moved to my front, cupping my breasts as he pulled me backwards. Feeling his chest against my back made me moan, the tickle of the few hairs on his chest, the proximity of him to my aching skin.
Archer nuzzled at my ear as his hands played with my breasts, squeezing them and raking his fingers over the hard nipples. Taking my hands he moved them to the back of the lounge, his lips against my ear.
“I am going to fuck you harder now, do not move.”
As his pelvis began to move again, his hands took hold of my shoulders, pulling me back. His harder was fast and frantic, fiercely pounding against me. The man was unrelenting, groaning with his own wickedness. Over and over again his body bucked against mine, another orgasm beginning to sear in my body.
I could say that his thrusts against me were savage but I'd be lying. They were blissfully brutal, fucking me harder than I had ever been before. He filled me completely, his girth was wide enough to rub against me and when I squeezed the muscles it felt even better.
Archer let out a guttural groan, telling me to do it again. I flexed the muscles and felt his cock swell with the pulse. With each thrust the friction moved me closer to the edge, I was ready to fall. Climaxing I tightened
Lips sucked at the skin, his tongue lashed and lapped, sliding over me as it flattened to the inner folds. He didn't shy away from it, worshiping me in a way that had me choking out my rising pleasure. Mercilessly he continued, his face buried into me and refusing to budge until I exploded. Panting with the scorching bliss, I begged him to tongue fuck me. The man happily complied, rolling me over so that my ass was in the air.
I groaned the second his tongue slid in, his fingers pulling me apart and exposing me. Darting over my sensitive skin, his tongue went higher and I flushed with heat. No one had ever licked me there and like he knew it, he continued on. Fingers delved into me again, two deep they worked me over as his tongue continued its rapid assault on me.
My face was buried into the back of the lounge as I came, begging him not to stop. To pull me apart and fuck me. Compliant as always he spread me wider and buried his face into me, lapping and pushing that tongue over and in me.
When my climax was slowing Archer moved away, I was floating in a sea of euphoria, unaware of anything really. Archer pulled me back, his hand firmly around my neck as he tilted me backwards. I looked up at him with my hazy, fuck drunk smile. He smiled back and kissed me harshly, wildly taking what he wanted. Those fingers slid through the line, back and forth he teased me and rubbed the sensitive skin.
I felt like I was drugged, intoxicated and wafting around this world without a real sense of what was going on. Euphoria was rocketing through me, the peaks and lows were a blur. Archer pulled away and moved out of sight, I could feel his hands moving over my back and to my hips. One fell away and I didn't know what he was doing until I felt him push against me. With a heavy groan he entered me, sliding deep into me with a languorous motion.
Turning my head I watched as his hands moved over my backside, moving the flesh to gaze upon our coupling. Slowly he moved in and out, savoring the sensation. When his hands gripped my hips hard I turned back to the lounge with a smile, readying for the hardness of this position. It was an incredible position, the way the cock entered the body, the hard slap of bodies as they fucked. I loved it.
He retracted from me and with a buck of his hips he was back in deep, I groaned and begged him to go faster. Hearing a chuckle, I pouted and turned to look at him.
“Don't you like being teased?”
His hands moved over my back as he gently flexed into me, going teasingly slow. Those miscreant hands moved to my front, cupping my breasts as he pulled me backwards. Feeling his chest against my back made me moan, the tickle of the few hairs on his chest, the proximity of him to my aching skin.
Archer nuzzled at my ear as his hands played with my breasts, squeezing them and raking his fingers over the hard nipples. Taking my hands he moved them to the back of the lounge, his lips against my ear.
“I am going to fuck you harder now, do not move.”
As his pelvis began to move again, his hands took hold of my shoulders, pulling me back. His harder was fast and frantic, fiercely pounding against me. The man was unrelenting, groaning with his own wickedness. Over and over again his body bucked against mine, another orgasm beginning to sear in my body.
I could say that his thrusts against me were savage but I'd be lying. They were blissfully brutal, fucking me harder than I had ever been before. He filled me completely, his girth was wide enough to rub against me and when I squeezed the muscles it felt even better.
Archer let out a guttural groan, telling me to do it again. I flexed the muscles and felt his cock swell with the pulse. With each thrust the friction moved me closer to the edge, I was ready to fall. Climaxing I tightened
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