lovingfingers
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Sean - Wanting more
I could not describe the pleasure I felt listening to Megan say my name, your tone sensuous and warm. I felt my cock, still pulsing quietly within you, and your pussy squeezing my length in reply. I lowered myself again, wanting your lips. The kisses were soft and slow, occasionally opening our mouths to explore and tease. We were naked on the bed, yet warm, lovingly warm.
My breathing returned to normal, but my heart continued to beat hard. My kisses became a little more insistent. I was still.. hungry for you.
I kissed along your cheek, until my lips were close to your ear, "My love, would you be willing to do something for me?"
You agreed, and I slid from you. I moved off of you, and asked you to turn onto your side. You did, and I reveled in the curves of your body in the candlelight. I slid one arm beneath you and then spooned up behind you. I circled you with my arms, and hugged you tight, whispering into your ear, "the night after the crash, I was so cold. I kept thinking of you, like this, how warm you are, how beautiful you are, how much I love you, love your body, how much I wanted to be doing just this..."
I felt your arms clasp mine, holding them closer to you, and your body snuggle back against mine. I kissed your neck, breathing a little harder, as one of my hands sliding down to the curve of your waist. I kept my silence as my hand explored all within my reach. God, how I enjoyed you, your textures and curves. I hummed softly as my hands brushed your breasts, finding your nipples hard for me again. I purred more loudly as your ass pressed against my cock. I felt blood begin to engorge my organ, and my hand clasped your hip, pulling you against me, grinding against you. My hand left your hip and circled over and down, over your belly, and slowly between your legs. I inhaled as I my fingertips met your wetness and the puffy lips of your sex. My moan joined yours as I began to trace the outlines of your pussy, your arousal mirroring mine. My hips began to rock slowly, my cock stiffer with each passing moment. I breathed, "I want you again Megan.."
I could not describe the pleasure I felt listening to Megan say my name, your tone sensuous and warm. I felt my cock, still pulsing quietly within you, and your pussy squeezing my length in reply. I lowered myself again, wanting your lips. The kisses were soft and slow, occasionally opening our mouths to explore and tease. We were naked on the bed, yet warm, lovingly warm.
My breathing returned to normal, but my heart continued to beat hard. My kisses became a little more insistent. I was still.. hungry for you.
I kissed along your cheek, until my lips were close to your ear, "My love, would you be willing to do something for me?"
You agreed, and I slid from you. I moved off of you, and asked you to turn onto your side. You did, and I reveled in the curves of your body in the candlelight. I slid one arm beneath you and then spooned up behind you. I circled you with my arms, and hugged you tight, whispering into your ear, "the night after the crash, I was so cold. I kept thinking of you, like this, how warm you are, how beautiful you are, how much I love you, love your body, how much I wanted to be doing just this..."
I felt your arms clasp mine, holding them closer to you, and your body snuggle back against mine. I kissed your neck, breathing a little harder, as one of my hands sliding down to the curve of your waist. I kept my silence as my hand explored all within my reach. God, how I enjoyed you, your textures and curves. I hummed softly as my hands brushed your breasts, finding your nipples hard for me again. I purred more loudly as your ass pressed against my cock. I felt blood begin to engorge my organ, and my hand clasped your hip, pulling you against me, grinding against you. My hand left your hip and circled over and down, over your belly, and slowly between your legs. I inhaled as I my fingertips met your wetness and the puffy lips of your sex. My moan joined yours as I began to trace the outlines of your pussy, your arousal mirroring mine. My hips began to rock slowly, my cock stiffer with each passing moment. I breathed, "I want you again Megan.."
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