soul.
Emma deepened the kiss, sliding her tongue into his mouth. It was Tate’s turn to moan, and he did just that. Slowly getting to her knees, Emma never broke the kiss as she removed the robe. Pushing Tate back, Emma laid herself on top of him as she devoured his mouth.
Tate groaned as Emma sucked his tongue into her mouth, swirling her tongue around his mouth, over his teeth, his lips. Straddling him, Emma began to grind her pelvis into him, as the passion from her kiss began to quickly heat his body to the point of boiling. Tate wrapped his arms around her, and quickly maneuvered her under him. Coming up for breath, he removed his shirt, never saying a word. He helped Emma out of her shirt, leaving them both naked from above the waist.
Tate slowly lowered his mouth to hers once again, kissing her gently, slowly trailing kisses down her neck and shoulders, ending at her breasts. Holding them gently in his hands, he brought them to his mouth and began to suckle her tiny nipples. She arched into him, moaning as he nipped her pert nipples between his teeth. Taking his time with her, like he did all things, paying special attention to every detail, he moved slowly down her body, kissing her stomach and hips. When he reached her panties, he hooked his fingers in them and slid them slowly off of her body. Spreading her legs, Tate lowered his mouth to her wet pussy.
She thrust her breast and hips up, as Tate’s mouth connected with her clit. She cried out when he sucked her nub into his mouth, tickling it with his tongue. Her pussy clinched and within seconds began to pour. Tate took his time, licking up every juicy morsel, still nipping at her clit every chance he could get.
Raising his head up from her delicious pussy, Tate could see the passion and hunger in Emma’s eyes, and it was all for him, just him. Standing, he slowly unbuttoned his jeans, letting them fall from hips to the floor. Crawling back onto the bed, he stopped to kiss her stomach one more time before her laid himself over her. With one hand on his cock and his lips on her mouth, Tate gently entered her warm, wet sheath.
Her cry of pleasure was just the poison he needed. Moving within her, Tate loved Emma the only way he knew how—with his body.
* * * *
Emma was on fire. She wanted Tate, and he was slowly killing her with his attentiveness. She couldn’t contain her arousal anymore than she could control the seasons. Emma felt pleasure from her head to the tips of her toes. Holding onto to Tate as he took his time making love to her was what she needed. She felt loved. She needed him so badly she thought her heart was about to burst. He took his time, as he always did, sliding his cock in and out of her, extracting pleasure from her body in places she never knew existed. His mouth never left hers as he loved her. She began to feel the ripples of pleasure reach her pussy once again, as he continued to stretch her with his soft plunges. Groaning into his mouth, Emma raised her legs, allowing him better access, and Tate took advantage, holding her leg high on his hip as he used hips to slowly circle her dripping pussy. Her moans became louder, as Tate continued his assault on her senses.
Emma heard Tate grinding his teeth as he pleasured her with his body.
Tate felt her pussy ripple along the length of his hard cock. Moving a little faster, Emma released him from the long kiss and panted, and her walls clamped down on his buried flesh as he continued to plunge himself deeper and deeper. When his throbbing cock pushed in one more time, Emma could feel his pulses of cum shoot into her hot pussy, extracting her own climax as she milked him of every last drop.
Tate was panting as he fell onto on Emma, as she wrapped her arms around him, holding him closely to her heart.
Her breathing finally returning to normal, she felt bereft when Tate rolled from her body. Turning to look at him, he just smiled, grabbed the comforter, pulled her close,
Emma deepened the kiss, sliding her tongue into his mouth. It was Tate’s turn to moan, and he did just that. Slowly getting to her knees, Emma never broke the kiss as she removed the robe. Pushing Tate back, Emma laid herself on top of him as she devoured his mouth.
Tate groaned as Emma sucked his tongue into her mouth, swirling her tongue around his mouth, over his teeth, his lips. Straddling him, Emma began to grind her pelvis into him, as the passion from her kiss began to quickly heat his body to the point of boiling. Tate wrapped his arms around her, and quickly maneuvered her under him. Coming up for breath, he removed his shirt, never saying a word. He helped Emma out of her shirt, leaving them both naked from above the waist.
Tate slowly lowered his mouth to hers once again, kissing her gently, slowly trailing kisses down her neck and shoulders, ending at her breasts. Holding them gently in his hands, he brought them to his mouth and began to suckle her tiny nipples. She arched into him, moaning as he nipped her pert nipples between his teeth. Taking his time with her, like he did all things, paying special attention to every detail, he moved slowly down her body, kissing her stomach and hips. When he reached her panties, he hooked his fingers in them and slid them slowly off of her body. Spreading her legs, Tate lowered his mouth to her wet pussy.
She thrust her breast and hips up, as Tate’s mouth connected with her clit. She cried out when he sucked her nub into his mouth, tickling it with his tongue. Her pussy clinched and within seconds began to pour. Tate took his time, licking up every juicy morsel, still nipping at her clit every chance he could get.
Raising his head up from her delicious pussy, Tate could see the passion and hunger in Emma’s eyes, and it was all for him, just him. Standing, he slowly unbuttoned his jeans, letting them fall from hips to the floor. Crawling back onto the bed, he stopped to kiss her stomach one more time before her laid himself over her. With one hand on his cock and his lips on her mouth, Tate gently entered her warm, wet sheath.
Her cry of pleasure was just the poison he needed. Moving within her, Tate loved Emma the only way he knew how—with his body.
* * * *
Emma was on fire. She wanted Tate, and he was slowly killing her with his attentiveness. She couldn’t contain her arousal anymore than she could control the seasons. Emma felt pleasure from her head to the tips of her toes. Holding onto to Tate as he took his time making love to her was what she needed. She felt loved. She needed him so badly she thought her heart was about to burst. He took his time, as he always did, sliding his cock in and out of her, extracting pleasure from her body in places she never knew existed. His mouth never left hers as he loved her. She began to feel the ripples of pleasure reach her pussy once again, as he continued to stretch her with his soft plunges. Groaning into his mouth, Emma raised her legs, allowing him better access, and Tate took advantage, holding her leg high on his hip as he used hips to slowly circle her dripping pussy. Her moans became louder, as Tate continued his assault on her senses.
Emma heard Tate grinding his teeth as he pleasured her with his body.
Tate felt her pussy ripple along the length of his hard cock. Moving a little faster, Emma released him from the long kiss and panted, and her walls clamped down on his buried flesh as he continued to plunge himself deeper and deeper. When his throbbing cock pushed in one more time, Emma could feel his pulses of cum shoot into her hot pussy, extracting her own climax as she milked him of every last drop.
Tate was panting as he fell onto on Emma, as she wrapped her arms around him, holding him closely to her heart.
Her breathing finally returning to normal, she felt bereft when Tate rolled from her body. Turning to look at him, he just smiled, grabbed the comforter, pulled her close,
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