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anything, but I've never seen this kind of submission right out of the gate, almost like she's been teasing me with it from the time I set eyes on her.
The firmness in her request is gone, replaced with trembling lips and expectant gasps as I position myself between her legs, my hands sliding up her sides and coming to rest around her wrists, pinning them to the bed. That action alone draws a breathy moan from her, and my hands tighten further. She pulls and yanks almost half-heartedly against my grip, more testing it than anything. Her chest rises and falls quicker and quicker the more she realizes it's totally inescapable.
As I bring my lips down to her collarbone, she gasps and pushes up against me, hands opening and moving enough to grab the pillow beneath them tightly. Her voice is hardly there, a soft pleading whimper.
"Oh, please..."
I look up to her to find her eyes firmly fixed on me, and I keep her gaze as my kisses trail lower. Soon, her lip is between her teeth again, and her chest rises to meet my attention, urging me on. Once my lips slide around her nipple, she can't help but break the gaze, her head tilting back as her eyes drift closed.
There's nothing I love more than the feeling of that soft, ample warmth under me, and she's got plenty to explore. When I gather both of her wrists in one hand, she gives a soft whimper and tests my grip again, finding it to be just as iron clad as it was with both hands. I can't keep my hand away from her other breast, perky nipple highlighted in the dim light streaming through the window.
It's a gentle pinch and pull affair, but not for long. A soft sigh of "more" followed immediately by her breath being held in anticipation tells me all I need to know. My fingers pinch more firmly, and I pull down harder, causing her to release her breath in a hissing affirmative. Soon, my lips and tongue follow suit, drawing her nipple in almost roughly, a gentle bite causing her to cry out and press up harder against me.
Everything I do seems to send electric shocks through her, desperate and urgent, and it's more than obvious why--under me, she's helpless, just the way she wants it. Every increasingly weak struggle against my grip makes it more and more clear. When I pull back from her breast and my lips trail down her belly, she squirms and cries out.
She picks her head up, eyes locked on mine again. "Oh, God! Don't tease me. I... I need you, please!"
Just what I want to hear. I let her go just the time needed to slip out of my boxers and quickly grab a condom. The moment I do, her legs are apart and drawn up in anticipation. I press forward slowly to slide my cock along her slick, plump slit, drawing another desperate cry from her.
The more she begs me not to tease, the more desperate her whimpers and cries, the more I want to drag it out. She's a beautiful mess beneath me, hair in disarray and eyes wild, ruby red lips parted as she moans.
Soon, I'm just as eager as she is. Everything about her is urging me forward, and as I slip into her, she leans up enough to press those full lips to mine. From that moment on, nothing is calculated or purposeful, our bodies completely taking over. I'm not usually the type to lose control, but something about Kristal makes it impossible to keep my head straight.
Her tight heat draws me in as I pump into her, and her thick thighs wrap tightly around my waist to keep me inside her. The pleasure of kissing her is like nothing else, but finally feeling her around me is almost too much to take. Both are a wild, unbelievable release, as if we've been teasing and flitting around it for years, even though it's only been a little while since we met.
I couldn't say anything if I wanted to, even as I pull back from the kiss. The sight of her beneath me in the semi darkness, beautiful breasts moving and shaking with each hard thrust, makes it totally impossible. I'm wrapped up in her completely, and as she bucks up against me, I'm not sure I ever
The firmness in her request is gone, replaced with trembling lips and expectant gasps as I position myself between her legs, my hands sliding up her sides and coming to rest around her wrists, pinning them to the bed. That action alone draws a breathy moan from her, and my hands tighten further. She pulls and yanks almost half-heartedly against my grip, more testing it than anything. Her chest rises and falls quicker and quicker the more she realizes it's totally inescapable.
As I bring my lips down to her collarbone, she gasps and pushes up against me, hands opening and moving enough to grab the pillow beneath them tightly. Her voice is hardly there, a soft pleading whimper.
"Oh, please..."
I look up to her to find her eyes firmly fixed on me, and I keep her gaze as my kisses trail lower. Soon, her lip is between her teeth again, and her chest rises to meet my attention, urging me on. Once my lips slide around her nipple, she can't help but break the gaze, her head tilting back as her eyes drift closed.
There's nothing I love more than the feeling of that soft, ample warmth under me, and she's got plenty to explore. When I gather both of her wrists in one hand, she gives a soft whimper and tests my grip again, finding it to be just as iron clad as it was with both hands. I can't keep my hand away from her other breast, perky nipple highlighted in the dim light streaming through the window.
It's a gentle pinch and pull affair, but not for long. A soft sigh of "more" followed immediately by her breath being held in anticipation tells me all I need to know. My fingers pinch more firmly, and I pull down harder, causing her to release her breath in a hissing affirmative. Soon, my lips and tongue follow suit, drawing her nipple in almost roughly, a gentle bite causing her to cry out and press up harder against me.
Everything I do seems to send electric shocks through her, desperate and urgent, and it's more than obvious why--under me, she's helpless, just the way she wants it. Every increasingly weak struggle against my grip makes it more and more clear. When I pull back from her breast and my lips trail down her belly, she squirms and cries out.
She picks her head up, eyes locked on mine again. "Oh, God! Don't tease me. I... I need you, please!"
Just what I want to hear. I let her go just the time needed to slip out of my boxers and quickly grab a condom. The moment I do, her legs are apart and drawn up in anticipation. I press forward slowly to slide my cock along her slick, plump slit, drawing another desperate cry from her.
The more she begs me not to tease, the more desperate her whimpers and cries, the more I want to drag it out. She's a beautiful mess beneath me, hair in disarray and eyes wild, ruby red lips parted as she moans.
Soon, I'm just as eager as she is. Everything about her is urging me forward, and as I slip into her, she leans up enough to press those full lips to mine. From that moment on, nothing is calculated or purposeful, our bodies completely taking over. I'm not usually the type to lose control, but something about Kristal makes it impossible to keep my head straight.
Her tight heat draws me in as I pump into her, and her thick thighs wrap tightly around my waist to keep me inside her. The pleasure of kissing her is like nothing else, but finally feeling her around me is almost too much to take. Both are a wild, unbelievable release, as if we've been teasing and flitting around it for years, even though it's only been a little while since we met.
I couldn't say anything if I wanted to, even as I pull back from the kiss. The sight of her beneath me in the semi darkness, beautiful breasts moving and shaking with each hard thrust, makes it totally impossible. I'm wrapped up in her completely, and as she bucks up against me, I'm not sure I ever
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