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her body sing his name. When he slipped his fingers into her, he'd applied a delicious pressure and made her clench in anticipation of his cock. She hadn't expected this...this...nothing compared to this. Heaven was having Johnny inside of her. He felt so good. His cock was a perfect fit, stretching her, filling her, spiraling her into euphoria. She bit her tongue to keep from crying out.
Braced above her, he slowed his rhythm and crammed her full of his cock with a deep downward thrust. The lines of his face softened. She'd never seen him from this angle. Well, of course, she hadn't. This was the first time they'd made love. No, damn it! This was just sex. A means to an end. Yet, his bright eyes sparkled. While fucking her, there was tenderness in his touch.
His hips shifted, digging in and reaching unbelievably deeper. Krissy cried out and banded her legs around his hips. She couldn't stop her reactions to him. Hot, hard strokes. Then he plunged faster into her slick channel. Leaning over her, he braced his weight with his outstretched arms. The friction and heat in her core radiated out, warming her. Nipples tightened and she arched off the floor again. Her head thrashed. Johnny groaned, sliding between her drenched folds, raking her clit in just the right way. The way he moved, his growls of pleasures, the flex and strain of his muscles, he was sex and lust in motion.
“Fuck, you feel incredible.” Johnny's lips hinted at a smile as he stared into her face. Krissy slammed her eyes shut and fisted her hands in the afghan. “You okay?” he asked.
“No!” Krissy wiggled to free herself. “You can't look into my eyes. That's a bond, Johnny. We can't afford to be bonding.” She pushed at his hips, forcing his cock from her body and squirmed out from under him.
“What are you doing?”
“What does it look like? I'm changing positions.” On her hands and knees, she repositioned so that she could bite the couch cushion if she needed to scream.
“You have the best ass.” He caressed her left cheek.
“You're breaking the rules.” She knew she whined, but he wasn't playing fair.
Following the crease of her ass, he probed between her legs with his fingers. Cream trickled along her thigh, her cream. Damn, she melted from the heat of his touch. Her clit ached and her channel clenched, waiting for him to plunge into her again.
“Oh, hell.” She shivered as he circled her opening, spreading her fluids, then sliding two fingers into her cunt. “No. I want your cock. Hurry.”
He chuckled and replaced his fingers with his cock. Her walls stretched, sucked him deeper, and tightened around him. His groan rolled from his chest and straight into her. Each thrust created a spark of electricity that shot from the top of her channel straight into her brain.
“Johnny, you have to hurry.” She gripped the couch, arched her back like a feline, and purred in the back of her throat. He felt too good, made her respond like she shouldn't. She pushed back as he slammed forward, sheathing his cock in her slippery sleeve. She whimpered, her body breaking apart, speeding toward release.
“You're so fucking hot. This is sexy.” His finger traced the gecko on her lower back.
“No more talking! I'm not sexy.” She moved against him. “Oh, hell, our fucking wasn't supposed to feel incredible. Johnny, you're doing it wrong.” But oh, he was doing her so right.
She wanted to look over her shoulder, but she wouldn't. She didn't have the strength to see Johnny, have him inside her, and remain uninvolved.
“That's a caress!” She batted his hand off her ass.
“I need to hold on,” he offered as an excuse. Damn him. He gripped her hips and drove into her hard and fast. The slapping sounds of their wet bodies coming together aroused her further. His glides were forceful and sharp and turning her insides to liquid.
“Damn it, Johnny!” Her back arched. Thrashing from side to side, she couldn't hold still to bite the
Braced above her, he slowed his rhythm and crammed her full of his cock with a deep downward thrust. The lines of his face softened. She'd never seen him from this angle. Well, of course, she hadn't. This was the first time they'd made love. No, damn it! This was just sex. A means to an end. Yet, his bright eyes sparkled. While fucking her, there was tenderness in his touch.
His hips shifted, digging in and reaching unbelievably deeper. Krissy cried out and banded her legs around his hips. She couldn't stop her reactions to him. Hot, hard strokes. Then he plunged faster into her slick channel. Leaning over her, he braced his weight with his outstretched arms. The friction and heat in her core radiated out, warming her. Nipples tightened and she arched off the floor again. Her head thrashed. Johnny groaned, sliding between her drenched folds, raking her clit in just the right way. The way he moved, his growls of pleasures, the flex and strain of his muscles, he was sex and lust in motion.
“Fuck, you feel incredible.” Johnny's lips hinted at a smile as he stared into her face. Krissy slammed her eyes shut and fisted her hands in the afghan. “You okay?” he asked.
“No!” Krissy wiggled to free herself. “You can't look into my eyes. That's a bond, Johnny. We can't afford to be bonding.” She pushed at his hips, forcing his cock from her body and squirmed out from under him.
“What are you doing?”
“What does it look like? I'm changing positions.” On her hands and knees, she repositioned so that she could bite the couch cushion if she needed to scream.
“You have the best ass.” He caressed her left cheek.
“You're breaking the rules.” She knew she whined, but he wasn't playing fair.
Following the crease of her ass, he probed between her legs with his fingers. Cream trickled along her thigh, her cream. Damn, she melted from the heat of his touch. Her clit ached and her channel clenched, waiting for him to plunge into her again.
“Oh, hell.” She shivered as he circled her opening, spreading her fluids, then sliding two fingers into her cunt. “No. I want your cock. Hurry.”
He chuckled and replaced his fingers with his cock. Her walls stretched, sucked him deeper, and tightened around him. His groan rolled from his chest and straight into her. Each thrust created a spark of electricity that shot from the top of her channel straight into her brain.
“Johnny, you have to hurry.” She gripped the couch, arched her back like a feline, and purred in the back of her throat. He felt too good, made her respond like she shouldn't. She pushed back as he slammed forward, sheathing his cock in her slippery sleeve. She whimpered, her body breaking apart, speeding toward release.
“You're so fucking hot. This is sexy.” His finger traced the gecko on her lower back.
“No more talking! I'm not sexy.” She moved against him. “Oh, hell, our fucking wasn't supposed to feel incredible. Johnny, you're doing it wrong.” But oh, he was doing her so right.
She wanted to look over her shoulder, but she wouldn't. She didn't have the strength to see Johnny, have him inside her, and remain uninvolved.
“That's a caress!” She batted his hand off her ass.
“I need to hold on,” he offered as an excuse. Damn him. He gripped her hips and drove into her hard and fast. The slapping sounds of their wet bodies coming together aroused her further. His glides were forceful and sharp and turning her insides to liquid.
“Damn it, Johnny!” Her back arched. Thrashing from side to side, she couldn't hold still to bite the
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