ArcticAvenue
Randomly Pawing At Keys
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She tipped her head back, and instinctually, he took it to move his lips across her cheek and down her neck. His fingers wiggled between her legs, feeling the growing heat emanate from her sex. He felt her give him more access, and his fingers turned to slide more flatly along the juncture of her thighs.
His mind began to shut down, leaving him to the pleasure of the moment. Feeling her body writhed against him, from the touch of her hips to the feel of her breasts. He continued to kiss her, but moved his lips down off her neck to fall upon her chest. He bent to find her breasts, allowing his mouth for the first time to come in contact with the soft orbs. He kissed each, trying to give each their due. His hand was no less busy, as his fingers slip and ran along the elastic edges of the gusset. He couldn’t stay here very long, he didn’t want to stay here at all. Not when he was so close.
Slowly, he continued his kisses down to her navel, as he kneeled in front of her. His hand left her sex, circled around her firm bottom and moved up to the small of her back. He held her like this and let his eyes move up towards hers. It was as if he wanted her permission, but at this point, he didn’t think he needed it. His fingers found the top of her bloomers, gripped the panties as well, and pulled it all over the roundness of her hips. If she was his, he wanted all of her in front of him, and he wanted to be close to that what he desired the most when it was revealed. When the garment past her sex, he gasped like a follower falling eyes on a temple for the first time.
His mind began to shut down, leaving him to the pleasure of the moment. Feeling her body writhed against him, from the touch of her hips to the feel of her breasts. He continued to kiss her, but moved his lips down off her neck to fall upon her chest. He bent to find her breasts, allowing his mouth for the first time to come in contact with the soft orbs. He kissed each, trying to give each their due. His hand was no less busy, as his fingers slip and ran along the elastic edges of the gusset. He couldn’t stay here very long, he didn’t want to stay here at all. Not when he was so close.
Slowly, he continued his kisses down to her navel, as he kneeled in front of her. His hand left her sex, circled around her firm bottom and moved up to the small of her back. He held her like this and let his eyes move up towards hers. It was as if he wanted her permission, but at this point, he didn’t think he needed it. His fingers found the top of her bloomers, gripped the panties as well, and pulled it all over the roundness of her hips. If she was his, he wanted all of her in front of him, and he wanted to be close to that what he desired the most when it was revealed. When the garment past her sex, he gasped like a follower falling eyes on a temple for the first time.