sierrahughes
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Preamble
"3...3...3...4......3...3...3...4..." The man mumbled to himself, as he watched the CCTV monitor before him.
The couple on-screen was very close to their climax. The woman, a raven-haired beauty, was locked in a tight embrace with the man. She rode him gently, but with a strong earnest and enthusiasm. An onlooker might have mistaken this as their very first time. Her moans gradually filled the observation room, growing louder and louder with each passing moment.
The man had his hand on her left breast, kneading her flesh delicately, yet playfully teasing her nipple from time to time. She reached up, touchig his hand with hers. Their fingers laced as her pussy continued to slide up and down his manhood. Lust, passion, and perhaps, love?
"...ungh...ungh......make...me come...make me come...I've been waiting for so long..." The man moved his hands to her hips, and obligingly thrusted upwards, meeting her downward motion. Their moans increased to a whole new level. And yet, the man in the observation room turned the volume knob even higher; it was becoming almost deafening in the room.
Their thrusts became faster, harder, and with much more deliberation. Their bodies rubbed against one another's, and they could feel their sweats, their breaths, and their love juices mixing. The man reached around her waist, flipped her over gently as she locked her ankles behind his back. Without missing as much as half a beat, nor breaking their deep gaze, he continued to pound into her. Their moans turned to screams of joy, highlighting a long, long climax as their bodies continued to move in rhythm.
Then finally, the two bodies huddled into a slow and warm embrace, and slow, quiet breaths took over. They smiled at one another lovingly, without any talking. Just frequent kisses. So lost in their own world.
I feel like a higher being spying on their private little world. The man thought to himself. He leaned forward, and after flicking a few switches, the solitary image on the monitor broke into nine different images. Such luscious hair. Succulent and full lips. An inviting neck. Large and firm breasts, with nipples to die for. A washboard tummy. Gorgeous, never-ending legs. And finally, her pussy - the one sacred place on her body that has just been violated. He could see that a mixture of their juices was slowly oozing out of her pussy, with the man's cock still deep inside her.
No, not a higher being. Just a human being, out for revenge.
"3...3...3...4......3...3...3...4..." The man mumbled to himself, as he watched the CCTV monitor before him.
The couple on-screen was very close to their climax. The woman, a raven-haired beauty, was locked in a tight embrace with the man. She rode him gently, but with a strong earnest and enthusiasm. An onlooker might have mistaken this as their very first time. Her moans gradually filled the observation room, growing louder and louder with each passing moment.
The man had his hand on her left breast, kneading her flesh delicately, yet playfully teasing her nipple from time to time. She reached up, touchig his hand with hers. Their fingers laced as her pussy continued to slide up and down his manhood. Lust, passion, and perhaps, love?
"...ungh...ungh......make...me come...make me come...I've been waiting for so long..." The man moved his hands to her hips, and obligingly thrusted upwards, meeting her downward motion. Their moans increased to a whole new level. And yet, the man in the observation room turned the volume knob even higher; it was becoming almost deafening in the room.
Their thrusts became faster, harder, and with much more deliberation. Their bodies rubbed against one another's, and they could feel their sweats, their breaths, and their love juices mixing. The man reached around her waist, flipped her over gently as she locked her ankles behind his back. Without missing as much as half a beat, nor breaking their deep gaze, he continued to pound into her. Their moans turned to screams of joy, highlighting a long, long climax as their bodies continued to move in rhythm.
Then finally, the two bodies huddled into a slow and warm embrace, and slow, quiet breaths took over. They smiled at one another lovingly, without any talking. Just frequent kisses. So lost in their own world.
I feel like a higher being spying on their private little world. The man thought to himself. He leaned forward, and after flicking a few switches, the solitary image on the monitor broke into nine different images. Such luscious hair. Succulent and full lips. An inviting neck. Large and firm breasts, with nipples to die for. A washboard tummy. Gorgeous, never-ending legs. And finally, her pussy - the one sacred place on her body that has just been violated. He could see that a mixture of their juices was slowly oozing out of her pussy, with the man's cock still deep inside her.
No, not a higher being. Just a human being, out for revenge.
