in place as he eased his fingers in and out, in and out, working up momentum and rhythm and…
When he couldn’t take one more second, when his dick was throbbing angrily and his head was spinning with need, he took his hand back long enough to quickly shove her pants down and maneuver himself between her legs.
“Marko!” she screamed, shoving at his chest. “Please don’t! I’ve never done this before!”
He could not stop.
He just couldn’t…
He needed this, he needed someone, something…
He needed her.
“Wait!” she cried, trying to wiggle away from him. “Please!”
He could not stop. If he stopped, he would lose his fucking mind.
“NO!” she yelled, violently wriggling her hips back and forth, making it almost impossible to keep a good grip on her.
He just wanted…
He needed…
He didn’t even know what he wanted or needed.
He just plain wanted and needed .
Tears poured down Carrie’s cheeks. “Please…”
He ignored her in favor of his burning body. The throbbing in his chest worsened, he felt he was near exploding and knew he had to, he absolutely had to be inside of her.
He had to, he had to, he fucking had to…
“I’m scared, Marko,” she cried out. “Please don’t. Please…ahhh…owww…”
Her body gave way and allowed him several inches inside.
Yes, oh fucking God, yes.
He needed this.
Marko’s cock pulsed excitedly, desperate to sink full hilt. Digging his fingertips into her skin, he pushed harder. “ Da ,” he breathed. “ Fată… bună …”
He pushed again.
Ahhh …a little more than halfway now.
“Please stop, Marko,” she sobbed. “Please…it hurts.”
Lifting his hips ever so slightly, he tensed and readied, then thrust his hips forward, sinking deep inside her. Crying out, Carrie’s hands flew to his shoulders.
She was tight, so damn tight he could feel everything, even her heartbeat.
And wet…Jesus, she was wet, sloppy wet even, and still viselike tight.
Marko took her, fucked her as hard as he wanted, even harder, and when she cried harder, he fucked her faster. He closed his eyes and just fucked her, relishing the tight clamp of her pussy, how hard, and how large, heavy, and full he felt inside her, the slap of his balls against her, the sweaty slickness of their bodies rubbing against each other, her hiccupping breathy gasps with every thrust of his cock.
And he was almost there. He was so close, and he needed this. He needed it bad.
Gritting his teeth, he slammed into her. Her pained cries and pleading whimpers as she clung to him, her nails digging deep into the skin on his shoulders, only spurred him on toward…something.
He didn’t know, and he didn’t care. All he knew was he had to get there. He had to get there.
His body stiffened, and he came hard. As he spilled himself inside her, it felt less like coming and more like he was releasing...his goddamn soul.
Magic poured from Marko’s palms, bright white light, until his hands were cocooned inside it. The air in the trailer grew thick with power; they were both breathing it in, and it was sinking inside their skin. Carrie’s blue eyes had turned white, and her pale skin was glossy, glittering with magic.
The aching fullness in his chest began to recede and scents exploded around them : sweet-smelling flowers, ripe pine, and sun-kissed grass—nature in its purest form.
Beneath him , Carrie’s body went taut and her eyelids began to flutter wildly.
“Oh my God,” she cried out. Her fingernails dug deeper into his skin as her back arched off the bed. “Oh…my…God.”
In a cacophony of grunts, groans , and cries, grinding their bodies against each other, they finished together in an explosion of bright white light.
Out of breath, his body still twitching from his release, Marko rolled off her and placed his hand over his heaving chest.
“Shit,” he breathed out, wheezing through his next few breaths. “Shit.”
As his heartbeat began to slow, so did his
When he couldn’t take one more second, when his dick was throbbing angrily and his head was spinning with need, he took his hand back long enough to quickly shove her pants down and maneuver himself between her legs.
“Marko!” she screamed, shoving at his chest. “Please don’t! I’ve never done this before!”
He could not stop.
He just couldn’t…
He needed this, he needed someone, something…
He needed her.
“Wait!” she cried, trying to wiggle away from him. “Please!”
He could not stop. If he stopped, he would lose his fucking mind.
“NO!” she yelled, violently wriggling her hips back and forth, making it almost impossible to keep a good grip on her.
He just wanted…
He needed…
He didn’t even know what he wanted or needed.
He just plain wanted and needed .
Tears poured down Carrie’s cheeks. “Please…”
He ignored her in favor of his burning body. The throbbing in his chest worsened, he felt he was near exploding and knew he had to, he absolutely had to be inside of her.
He had to, he had to, he fucking had to…
“I’m scared, Marko,” she cried out. “Please don’t. Please…ahhh…owww…”
Her body gave way and allowed him several inches inside.
Yes, oh fucking God, yes.
He needed this.
Marko’s cock pulsed excitedly, desperate to sink full hilt. Digging his fingertips into her skin, he pushed harder. “ Da ,” he breathed. “ Fată… bună …”
He pushed again.
Ahhh …a little more than halfway now.
“Please stop, Marko,” she sobbed. “Please…it hurts.”
Lifting his hips ever so slightly, he tensed and readied, then thrust his hips forward, sinking deep inside her. Crying out, Carrie’s hands flew to his shoulders.
She was tight, so damn tight he could feel everything, even her heartbeat.
And wet…Jesus, she was wet, sloppy wet even, and still viselike tight.
Marko took her, fucked her as hard as he wanted, even harder, and when she cried harder, he fucked her faster. He closed his eyes and just fucked her, relishing the tight clamp of her pussy, how hard, and how large, heavy, and full he felt inside her, the slap of his balls against her, the sweaty slickness of their bodies rubbing against each other, her hiccupping breathy gasps with every thrust of his cock.
And he was almost there. He was so close, and he needed this. He needed it bad.
Gritting his teeth, he slammed into her. Her pained cries and pleading whimpers as she clung to him, her nails digging deep into the skin on his shoulders, only spurred him on toward…something.
He didn’t know, and he didn’t care. All he knew was he had to get there. He had to get there.
His body stiffened, and he came hard. As he spilled himself inside her, it felt less like coming and more like he was releasing...his goddamn soul.
Magic poured from Marko’s palms, bright white light, until his hands were cocooned inside it. The air in the trailer grew thick with power; they were both breathing it in, and it was sinking inside their skin. Carrie’s blue eyes had turned white, and her pale skin was glossy, glittering with magic.
The aching fullness in his chest began to recede and scents exploded around them : sweet-smelling flowers, ripe pine, and sun-kissed grass—nature in its purest form.
Beneath him , Carrie’s body went taut and her eyelids began to flutter wildly.
“Oh my God,” she cried out. Her fingernails dug deeper into his skin as her back arched off the bed. “Oh…my…God.”
In a cacophony of grunts, groans , and cries, grinding their bodies against each other, they finished together in an explosion of bright white light.
Out of breath, his body still twitching from his release, Marko rolled off her and placed his hand over his heaving chest.
“Shit,” he breathed out, wheezing through his next few breaths. “Shit.”
As his heartbeat began to slow, so did his
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