Sample Resume : Batteries Not Required -hottexascowboyxcandy _ Demon21-

Legs still trembling from the force of his orgasm when he fell on top of her, the sensation of Elena's tongue slipping into his mouth and the feel of her warm skin against his elicited another pleasured gasp from Brett. Despite their encounters, and their climaxes the previous night and this evening, there was a new intimate sensuality intimate that brought a tingle to his spine about laying there on top of her, skin to skin. Having kicked his boxers completely off, his satiated cock pressed to the warm flesh of her thigh their abodomens melded together as he prised her legs apart with his knee. It was an intimacy that he wouldn't have been capable of describing, and caused a pleasurable euphoric sensation of pure contentment and adoration

She groaned lewdly as she felt his fingertips brush up against the puckered ring of her ass, teasing the tender hole with a small, circling rhythm. The hand pulled away for a moment, and when it returned the digit was covered in something warm and wet. Saliva, she figured. Her body tensed up as she felt the finger pushing up against the opening, wiggling back and forth as it sought to penetrate the virgin hole. Zaelith had always enjoyed the feeling of a thick cock pounding her from behind, stretching her ass and filling her bowels with a hot load of cum, but this woman had obviously never tried it. Her body was instinctively clenching up, trying to push out the invading finger and turning it into an almost painful experience. Well, if Zaelith had anything to say about it this body would be a perfect fucktoy by the end of the night, ready and willing to accomodate a man in any

How his calloused fingers forever stained with the retentiveness of conflict brushed over his cheeks so lovingly it made Judal's quiver just slightly, his is eyes displayed kindness yet hid the true feeling of excruciating anguish, that of which Judal could not take away, and as his lips fitted his like an article of clothing, Judal could tell the unspoken story of many women whom had the pleasure of experiencing such a moment in the most intimate of ways, though Judal knew better that this moment was filled with nothing but admiration

William watched Tabitha climb out of the hot tub. He took in a long, full look at her ass. She stood at the edge of the hot tub, wringing water from her ponytail. Droplets of water trickled down over Tabitha’s chest and stomach. William watched Tabitha’s body steam in the frigid air, the night’s icy fingers tickled her body, tightening her flesh and firming her nipples. She walked around the side of the hot tub and sat down next to William, dipping her feet into the water. William felt the flesh of her thigh rub against his shoulder.

And he may just have done so, if at that moment, she hadn't surprised him further. His grip had released slightly, and his hips pulled back, which allowed Harper Collin's room to sink to her

At the bell tower, she sat on the ledge trying to do her homework. Her eyes glistened darkly as they carried away with him standing on the ledge, the ledge only she dared to hang from. Her gaze was stolen on his pants hanging on his hips, his cheeks filling in the jeans as he stepped carelessly, the bare skin just above his pants shown when he reached up to climb, and his muscular forearms flexing as they wrapped around the columns to come closer to her, his daringness turning her on.

The narrator is immediately consumed by his first taste of desire. Its “sweet flesh” leaves “stains upon the tongue and lust for picking” (5,7). The vivid, sexually charged imagery of the first taste illustrates the seductive nature of desire; the narrator is irrevocably tainted by his first sampling of the

All of it was consumed by his physical exertions, and with his body covering the smaller woman's, the man raped her without mercy. Eech thrust came faster, and was harder than the last as as he bent his knees, then uncurled his legs to drive his meat into her deeper. Her walls spread around him, and as he fucked her, one hand slipped from her arms to hook into the tresses as the nape of her neck. However, instead of tearing at it, as he had previously, he used his grip to shove her face-down on the sofa, so that her face was out of view, and her own sounds muffled. Tom Ross didn't want to even look at her, or hear at her, as Lila Ross was no longer a human being, simply just simply a toy with a cunt to be used for his pleasure, and soon the room was filled with the sounds of his harsh breathing, pants and groans, the slap of his balls against her thighs, and his cock brutallly slamming in and out of her

When it was over, she waited for him to say something. He took his time before allowing her to get away from that stupid wall and she sat down, her legs protesting as if she had been standing all

He tried to stand but was caught. Glancing down, he noticed his belt was tangled up with hers.

“I love you,” he murmured, and without waiting for an answer, he continued an oral examination of his lover’s warm flesh. His tongue dipped into the hollow of Dennis’ throat, his soft, moist lips full of tenderness and passion as they explored the familiar contours. The heat of Booker’s skin radiated against his lips, and his breath melted into a moan. “Oh, babe,” he whispered. “You’re so fucking

Josh could see the worried lines of Tyler’s face now, straining around his eyes, and bunching his forehead. He softly brushed his thumbs against Tyler’s brow, urging him to relax his face. Tyler closed his eyes as Josh slid his fingertips through the sides of his short hair. He felt Josh lean in and softly kiss his right cheekbone, then the left. He moved to the tip of Tyler’s nose, then the middle of his forehead. As gentle as a butterfly landing on his eyelashes, he felt Josh finally kiss each of his eyelids. It felt as if he was being blessed. Josh leaned back, leaving his hands to frame Tyler’s

She knew there was no stopping the beast from his insatiable lust as he poured over her battered and scar littered form prone on the bed like his own chew toy, his wide palm opening her swollen and puffy folds to reveal her honey pot to his eyes.Crying out in agony the maiden could only writhe in torture as the wolf began to force himself into her lithe form like the invading force he was, the savage stretch of her love box clenching tightly around his powerful girth as every inch he began to carve deep within her made Red scream out.She could practically taste the dull and static rust of iron from countless times he rearranged her innards to his own bidding, making his own path deep inside her once virgin and innocent garden, as there was little pleasure to be felt no matter how many times he raped the poor maiden. Every harrowing second the maiden was forced to feel as the wolf punished her love tunnel, slamming it into submission to his own desires as the flesh around his girth wept in searing pain, yet he forged on as

The sounds that left her lips were sounds she'd never made before, not the usual, quiet moans and sighs that would leave her lips during her soft, sexual experiences. No, this was far different, and as her father's cock pounded into her, she seemed to forget that this was what she had wanted in the first place. Her mind, despite having encouraged this all evening, was now screaming at her to make it stop, and yet, all she could manage to do was lay there and take it.

her eyes ... kindling a kind of active uncaring"(p. 114) toward him. Her physical beauty, "the rhythmic rise-fall of her buttocks, the tremulous up-downing of her behind"(p.151), will make him "hurt for her, for the taming of her" (p. 152), for years to come.