The Parking Lot, Mont And I Got Into His Porsche

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

Bodies collided against each other. His hands trailed up my torso lingering on the ridges of my ribs. Hot kisses were placed against my chest slowly before continuing up my neck. The temperature in the room seemed to change, growing molten hot the closer he came to my lips. I twitched in anticipation, sparks were flying all around our bodies. My hands pulled at the smooth sheets beneath me. He was so close to me, so personal. I had barely enough space to breath. His lips finally joined with mine igniting a flame between us. His arms wrapped around me, lifting me without disconnecting our lips. We broke apart briefly before meeting again. The candles around us flickered in the breeze coming from a nearby open window.

He was the most gentle lover, I had ever known, yet, the simplest touch from him, stimulated every fiber of my being; I felt I would go insane if he did not take me soon… When his mouth lowered to my pleasure place, I immediately climaxed and then cried because it was not what I wanted, not yet. He rose and entered me, causing a continuation of my orgasm that seemed to go on forever; I thought I would die from the immense pleasure he was giving me. His eyes watched me; even as he kissed me, he never closed his eyes. Not, until it was time to let loose his juices. Eye to eye, I watched him. I wondered how it felt for him. Did it feel the same? Did it feel better than what I

Coated in her spit and saliva, his cock throbbed and pulsed with an arousal greater than the man could ever recall, and he groaned when, access to her pussy gained, he hooked his hands under Lila's armpits, wrenched her shoulders further behind her back, and slammed his entire length inside her. The force of that initial thrust almost split her in half, but was still only a precursor of what was to

Legs still trembling from the force of his orgasm when he landed 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 respective climaxes the previous night and this evening, there was a different sensuality that brought a tingle to his spine about laying there on top of her, skin to skin. He'd kicked his boxers completely off, and with his satiated cock pressed into the warm flesh of her thigh and their abdomens melded together as he gently prised her legs apart, he parted his lips to express something of his feelings to Elena. However, before he could speak, her comment pulled him back down to Earth.

The cool night air played over her body as she leaned back, the moonlight causing her skin to glow. And Alduin lips trailed down her heated frame, leaving a trail of goosebumps down to lush breasts. She sucked in a breath as he bit down on the tender flesh as she practically purred with pleasure. The tension melting from her body as he took her hardening nipple into his mouth. Her hands gripping his shoulder as a shutter rushed through her

Paul hushed him with a gentle kiss, never tiring of the sensation. He rid himself of his own pants, now as revealed as the other. Joseph took the fingers that were cupping his face into his mouth, rolling his tongue over each of the digits diligently. Paul let out a deep groan “My god Warren, one day I’m gonna have to put that mouth of yours to good use.” Joseph smirked around his fingers, running his tongue along the side of his middle finger. The fingers were pulled away and his mouth was busied with kissing along Paul’s neck. Paul pushed his legs out wider “You still wanna keep going?” He asked softly, because if they were going to do this, they both had to want it. Joseph nodded quickly “Oh god yes. You have no idea” And with that, Paul slid a finger in slowly, making sure to make it more pleasurable than painful. When Joseph was comfortable he added another finger, stretching him out slowly. Joseph arched his back, moaning at the unfamiliar sensation and trying to adjust to the odd feeling. Paul stroked the smaller man’s cock gently as he spread his fingers, Joseph rocking into his touch, so lost in the feeling, he almost didn’t notice the third finger slide in next to the others. Once he was open enough, Paul slicked himself up and pushed in slowly, rolling his hips. Warren clung to him, eyes clenched shut in pain and

I wanted to thank him for being there, but my heart was damaged, with no space for gratitude. My lips were slightly cracked, my fingers were worn down from the constantly holding onto his apparel. Abruptly I lifted my face to his, speaking to him the only way I knew how. My lips intermingled with his, he didn't move, even I was unwelcome there. Impossible stillness. For a moment there was a suspended second of nothingness before colliding again. I didn't care if he didn't want me the I wanted him, I needed to feel the sensations I had felt with him before. I only cared about myself, how everything would affect me, but I let myself fall back on his lips. He was uncertain as I guided his fingers to the lining of my face. His stubble scratched at my skin gently, unraveling my itch for him. His faithless lips responded to mine. He staggers foward, pulling me closer, placing me on his lap. My mouth opened in slight shock, but it is greeted with his lips again. I safely lean my back against the steering wheel, cautious not to sound the alarm. He kissed me until the space between his lips drew out the blue in my blood. With a slight tug, I easily came tumbling down onto him, warm sugar huddled at his fingertips. My precious bag had fell to the floor, but I didn't care enough to notice. His body was pressed against me, firmer than I had imagined, which frightened and excited me. One of his hands stroked my upper thigh, my body

His hand moved to caress her face with light, gentle strokes, his hand glided around to cup the back of her neck. He angled her face to the position he desired, his firm mouth insistent and relentless in his passionate attack on her senses. He licked her sweet lips in slow, luscious strokes savoring the taste of this woman that inflamed his desire beyond reason. His tongue lightly probed the sealed seam of her lips till they parted with a slight sigh with his gentle

He proceeded to take out containers of food. We had a picnic in the middle of a forest. The smell of crisp air and rich soil, the evening light shining through the leaves. It was all so romantic. He told me he was an artist. I asked what he painted and he said everything. I wanted to see one of his paintings. We got lost in time together and I felt so comfortable with him. I didn’t worry about anything in that moment, I didn’t even worry about how much I had to eat. I didn't worry about the controlling husband waiting on the couch for me at home, watching night time television. I was serene for once. On the way home we passed a bakery and decided to stop for some cake. I picked a piece of red velvet cake with fluffy white icing. It was rich and smooth and as I ate I thought about how I could live in this moment forever.

“Take it off” I shivered as the voice whispered in my ear, taking a deep breathe I did as he said. “Slowly, I want to see everything. That’s a good girl.” Trying to control my shaking hands I finish and turn around with a sexy smile on my face, just a few more times and I will have the money to save my father, just a few more times and I will be free. Schooling my expression as I swallowed down the bile that threating to come out, I let him touch me, going alone with this silly game. As he gets closer and closer to my tunnel I shut my eyes and go to my happy place. Right now I’m in the car singing loudly with my twin to Bruno Mars. We are zooming down the road smelling the fresh scent of honey suckers, breathing in the crisp air while making our way to Six Flags. I’m there in that place where I’m truly happy. “Open for me” Squeezing my eyes tighter I did as he said, taking a deep breath as he stole the last of my innocence. “Ah Amari that’s was the best, you keep this up, I

Your hands tangled in his hair as you felt his lips trail down across your chin, over the span of your throat, nipping gently on the skin of your neck. Alex felt you gulp, felt the quickening of your pulse and you did snap, letting out a throaty moan, so goddamn needy for him and he hasn’t done much more than kissing, he felt so lucky to be the one to make you feel like this.

"Emory..." he echoed her a bit as he whispered her name, almost reverently, and with her bottom still up in the air Straton bent down and placed playful nibbled and kisses on her rump before he pulled her back into him as he gently laid down on his side. His arms wrapped about her, almost cocooning her in his size and strength. Soft sounds of contentment and fulfillment left him,his chest rumbling gently against her back as he spooned her, his nose nuzzling her shoulder momentarily as the warm glow of post-sex bliss washed over him. Even as he snuggled with her, saying not a single word except the utterance of her name, Straton could feel his desire for her had yet to abate. It was a strange sensation, to have emptied himself so completely

Like her brother, Valerie’s breathes came out warm and heavy as she let the ecstasy of their mating work it’s way through her system. “I missed you,” Valerie explained, her brother’s warm breath gently brushing her ear. Valerie bit her lower lip as she felt her brother shift above her, pulling his erect shaft out of her stretched, sensitive neither lips, sending his pearly seed to join Valerie’s own sexual juices in the carpet.

The memories of that night came tumbling back into her mind in technicolour. Her Master had bathed her and dried her, then bound her gently, wrists behind her back. She could see her naked reflection in the mirror, large breasts, trim waist and ample hips, her chestnut curls partially covering her