Slave of Passion

Argos

Argos arms encircled her parted legs one by one and carried her legs in his arm pits. Then he laid her legs next to him. He lowered his muscular body on hers. Monica was smaller than him and Argos laid his head next to hers.
"Lay your hands next to your head, Monica." He whispered in her ear. In the meantime he increased his pace. His buttocks moved back and forth between her long slim legs. He saw Monica's body reacting to his love making. Her puffy breasts, her pouted lips, her face aflamed.... No doubt the pleasure and warmth increased in her lovely body. On and on his penis stimulated her swollen rosebud.

"Open your mouth, Monica." He said.
 
Monica

Lay your hands next to your head, Monica."

"Yes....m..m...master" She stammered as his thick rod moved inside her over and over and at a renewed speed, her body flush with pleasure.

Then he asked her to open her mouth which she promptly did
 
Argos kissed Monica on her cheek and plunged his tongue in her open mouth. His penis moved in firm and steady. Argos tongue dwelled deep inside her mouth. The passion rose and he rhytmically kissed Monica with great passion as his penis worked Monica up. His hand carressed her soft skin, her thigh, her waist and her breasts. His buttocks moved up and down, steady and sensual, between her legs. Their tongues playing a loving game, their minds ready to reach extasy.
 
Monica

Monica moaned as their tongues danced, her body starting to vibrate with pleasure as his arousal became longer, thicker inside her, thrusting over and over and over again into her warm depths. His hands moving across her body illiciting small gasps.

Her hands by her head, her body began to softly sing
 
Earlier Argos had laid a plate with sugared fruits on the bed.
Monica gasped more and more and one of Argos hands went out, searching for the plate. He took some fruits in his hand.
His manhood kept pushing in, overwhelming her with feelings of desire.

"Turn your head and eat these fruits. I want to see your mouth filled with sugared apple and sweet orange" Argos whispered.

Argos laid his hand next to her head and licked her face.
 
Monica

Monica gasped continually as his swollen member pushed and pushed inside her, illiciting feelings of pleasure only hinted at while she was being prepared for her role in life.

"Turn your head and eat these fruits. I want to see your mouth filled with sugared apple and sweet orange"

Her hands still complacently at the side of her head, she turned and enclosed her mouth over the offered fruit, the sweet sugary taste sliding down her mouth
 
Argos

the chewing on the sweets, sealed her breath, causing Monica to breath faster and added to her arousal. It was a little trick he had learned from the priestess.It was stimulating for all of her senses. Argos lowered his head and focused on her breasts. He kissed them with great tenderness. His cock moved inside her, stretching her walls. His manhood was completely covered with her juices and a couple of drops came out of her stretched folds, as he pressed his cock inside her. Argos changed his rhythm, he moved his pelvis circular instead of just pumping back and forth.
This gave him time to postpone his climax.
 
Monica

"ahhh ahhhh" Monica gasped, grateful her master had given her permision to be vocalize, "Oh master." she moaned as his mouth made hardened peaks of her nipples and his manhood gave her slow torturous pleasure.
 
Argos

Argos got back in control of himself and pushed his penis back and forth. He increased the rhytm, faster and faster, deeper and deeper. His balls slammed her bottom and the noice accompanied the increased hammering. One of his hands carressed Monica's well formed bum and as he thrusted his manhood in, his fingers stimulated her vagina. His hand kneaded the flesh of both her bottom and her stretched folds.
 
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