He leaned forward, and his cock entered her. Hot and hard. With her inner muscles she clenched him.
She withdrew her finger from his mouth and set her hand on his shoulder, drawing him closer, his cock deeper.
“Untie me, Marissa.” His hips thrust forward and he buried himself in her cunt.
She curled her legs around his waist, the stool barely supporting her. She seated herself further on his cock and then bucked her hips back and forth to help him penetrate her.
The stool fell. She clung to him with her thighs, her hands holding tight to his shoulders.
“Please, Marissa.”
He was so hard and hot inside her, but she needed him to move. Now. She flicked her hand again, and the rope bindings fell away. Immediately, he grabbed her buttocks and pounded into her. His dick acted like a battering ram. They fell against the counter. He pushed a stack of clean dishes aside. They crashed to the floor. He fucked her using deep intense strokes that coaxed an inner fire to life. Her clit pressed against the base of his penis, and as he pumped, the friction brought on an intense orgasm.
She screamed his name, surprised at the climax. He continued to fuck her, and a second orgasm sparked, rolling from within as his dick slid across the sensitive inner ridges of her pussy. When she peaked, he also groaned out his release, his seed spilling inside her.
“Jesus, Marissa.” He pressed his face into her hair. “Jesus.”
She clung to him, his penis still embedded in her. “I love you, Justin Heller.”
He withdrew, scooped her in his arms, and carried her to the sofa in the living room. As he stood above her, his naked body glorious in the twilight, he leaned down and kissed her gently. Then he knelt beside her and touched her kiss-swollen lips with his fingers.
“I love you too, Marissa.” He leaned down once more and gave her the sweetest of kisses, tender and slow without any demands.
The type of kiss she would enjoy again and again for many years to come.
~The End~
She withdrew her finger from his mouth and set her hand on his shoulder, drawing him closer, his cock deeper.
“Untie me, Marissa.” His hips thrust forward and he buried himself in her cunt.
She curled her legs around his waist, the stool barely supporting her. She seated herself further on his cock and then bucked her hips back and forth to help him penetrate her.
The stool fell. She clung to him with her thighs, her hands holding tight to his shoulders.
“Please, Marissa.”
He was so hard and hot inside her, but she needed him to move. Now. She flicked her hand again, and the rope bindings fell away. Immediately, he grabbed her buttocks and pounded into her. His dick acted like a battering ram. They fell against the counter. He pushed a stack of clean dishes aside. They crashed to the floor. He fucked her using deep intense strokes that coaxed an inner fire to life. Her clit pressed against the base of his penis, and as he pumped, the friction brought on an intense orgasm.
She screamed his name, surprised at the climax. He continued to fuck her, and a second orgasm sparked, rolling from within as his dick slid across the sensitive inner ridges of her pussy. When she peaked, he also groaned out his release, his seed spilling inside her.
“Jesus, Marissa.” He pressed his face into her hair. “Jesus.”
She clung to him, his penis still embedded in her. “I love you, Justin Heller.”
He withdrew, scooped her in his arms, and carried her to the sofa in the living room. As he stood above her, his naked body glorious in the twilight, he leaned down and kissed her gently. Then he knelt beside her and touched her kiss-swollen lips with his fingers.
“I love you too, Marissa.” He leaned down once more and gave her the sweetest of kisses, tender and slow without any demands.
The type of kiss she would enjoy again and again for many years to come.
~The End~
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