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against her warm lips, my tongue found her opening and slid inside, swirling around in her and then returning to circle her clit as her hips bucked against my hands. I held firmly, keeping her ass to the bed as my lips and tongue worked her over. I added my fingers, sliding inside of her and feeling how warm and wet she was. My cock throbbed, wanting and needing to be in her. It wasn’t long before she was panting and moaning, her legs and hips wrestling with me on the bed as I held her firmly in place and watched her.
H er eyes were closed and her head pressed back against the pillow, and she was incredibly beautiful. I’d always enjoyed watching a woman come, but this was more like some kid of religious experience. Her mouth was partially open, and though she didn’t actually scream or anything, her moan turned more high-pitched as her hips tilted upward, and she shuddered around my fingers in ecstasy.
I continued to run my tongue around her clit as she came down, just with a little less pressure. As her hips dropped back to the mattress, I kissed up the center of her body, stopping to run my tongue over a nipple as my fingers stroked her a few more times.
My hand retracted from her body and wrapped around my shaft to guide it inside of her. As soon as the head came into contact with the warmth, I had to pull back.
“ What's wrong?” Milena asked in a hushed voice.
“ Too good,” I said. “You feel so fucking good inside, I'm going to lose it.”
Placing my hand beside her on the bed, I thought about baseball and soccer and d ead puppies until I was under control again. I wasn’t going to screw this up.
Taking my cock back in my hand, I looked to her to make sure she was still ready. She offered me a small nod, and I eased forward.
It was as cliché as Chicago and the mob, but being inside of her was like nothing I had ever felt before. Far beyond the physical feeling of being inside of a woman, my mind was literally quaking with the sensation. It was screaming at me – “Yes! Yes! Yes!” as I buried myself completely and then just held myself there.
Milena ’s hands moved up my arms and past my neck to palm the sides of my face. She brought my head to hers and kissed me as her legs wrapped tightly around my hips.
I moved slowly at first, allowing us both to adjust to the intensity of whatever it was that was happening between us. My hand traced up her side and around the front to her breast, and I gently rubbed her nipple with my thumb in time with my hips.
With her hand at the back of my neck, she brought my f ace back to hers and pressed our lips together. I made sure not to alter my movements as we kissed but kept up the slow and steady rhythm. My fingers moved back down to her stomach and reached between us to tease her clit.
I increased the pace as her tongue captured mine, and she raised her knees up to my sides to allow me to go deeper and faster. Her fingers gripped my arms, and she dropped onto her back to use the bed for more leverage. She met every one of my movements with her own.
Perfect rhythm.
“God…Nick…” Milena moaned as her hips rose from the bed and her feet twisted up with my calves. “Harder…just a little…”
Only too happy to comply with her wishes, I ground into her – deep, fast, and as hard as I could.
Milena cried out as she raised the top half of her body up to grab my shoulders and hold on for a moment. Then she dropped back to the mattress and reached down to grab my hips as she cried out again.
“You like that?” I growled in her ear, enjoying her reaction to the words. “You like it hard and fast?”
The only response was an incomprehensible, post-orgasmic grunt, which I took as positive as I continued to plough into her.
My thighs were shaking as my hips repeated their rhythmic thrusts. The buildup of pressure in my balls was strong, and my whole body tensed as my abs contracted. The rippling sensation
H er eyes were closed and her head pressed back against the pillow, and she was incredibly beautiful. I’d always enjoyed watching a woman come, but this was more like some kid of religious experience. Her mouth was partially open, and though she didn’t actually scream or anything, her moan turned more high-pitched as her hips tilted upward, and she shuddered around my fingers in ecstasy.
I continued to run my tongue around her clit as she came down, just with a little less pressure. As her hips dropped back to the mattress, I kissed up the center of her body, stopping to run my tongue over a nipple as my fingers stroked her a few more times.
My hand retracted from her body and wrapped around my shaft to guide it inside of her. As soon as the head came into contact with the warmth, I had to pull back.
“ What's wrong?” Milena asked in a hushed voice.
“ Too good,” I said. “You feel so fucking good inside, I'm going to lose it.”
Placing my hand beside her on the bed, I thought about baseball and soccer and d ead puppies until I was under control again. I wasn’t going to screw this up.
Taking my cock back in my hand, I looked to her to make sure she was still ready. She offered me a small nod, and I eased forward.
It was as cliché as Chicago and the mob, but being inside of her was like nothing I had ever felt before. Far beyond the physical feeling of being inside of a woman, my mind was literally quaking with the sensation. It was screaming at me – “Yes! Yes! Yes!” as I buried myself completely and then just held myself there.
Milena ’s hands moved up my arms and past my neck to palm the sides of my face. She brought my head to hers and kissed me as her legs wrapped tightly around my hips.
I moved slowly at first, allowing us both to adjust to the intensity of whatever it was that was happening between us. My hand traced up her side and around the front to her breast, and I gently rubbed her nipple with my thumb in time with my hips.
With her hand at the back of my neck, she brought my f ace back to hers and pressed our lips together. I made sure not to alter my movements as we kissed but kept up the slow and steady rhythm. My fingers moved back down to her stomach and reached between us to tease her clit.
I increased the pace as her tongue captured mine, and she raised her knees up to my sides to allow me to go deeper and faster. Her fingers gripped my arms, and she dropped onto her back to use the bed for more leverage. She met every one of my movements with her own.
Perfect rhythm.
“God…Nick…” Milena moaned as her hips rose from the bed and her feet twisted up with my calves. “Harder…just a little…”
Only too happy to comply with her wishes, I ground into her – deep, fast, and as hard as I could.
Milena cried out as she raised the top half of her body up to grab my shoulders and hold on for a moment. Then she dropped back to the mattress and reached down to grab my hips as she cried out again.
“You like that?” I growled in her ear, enjoying her reaction to the words. “You like it hard and fast?”
The only response was an incomprehensible, post-orgasmic grunt, which I took as positive as I continued to plough into her.
My thighs were shaking as my hips repeated their rhythmic thrusts. The buildup of pressure in my balls was strong, and my whole body tensed as my abs contracted. The rippling sensation
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