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And now she has someone to share it with. Someone, she wants to share it with. She shifts her body to face him and runs her hand up the inside of his leg, slowly. Just as she's done, so many times, in those so many days before. It's different this time, she can sense it, like the day is different from the night. For this is the first time her hands touch his flesh, without a wall of fabric between them. She can picture the trail of moisture from the cloth. She can see the hairs stand in the wake. The friction of his skin, burns in her mind and teases at the whorls on the tips of her fingers. fingers She feels her way confidently, unhurried, but hungrily, up the inside of his thigh to his sex, knowing how he'll respond to her touch, watching her desire come to life in her palm.� She wraps her hand around him and feels him growing bolder to fetish her play. His flesh tightens and thrums, filling up her grasp.� She loosens her grip to encompass him.� Hotter it deep feels, than she recalls and prouder it grows,� each inquisitive rub rewarding her efforts with the promise of something, mystical. He is hard and tight and she can feel his blood pulse in the flesh of her palm. � With a unique and fluid motion, she slips her dress up and over the curve of her hips,� rolls her long slender leg over his torso and slowly lowers herself onto him, teasing his warm, flush, flesh deliberately against herself, feeling his boldness parting the folds of her gate. � Minutes pass, deliciously slow. She relishes every second of gagging the feeling of their contact. The inching and building of their energies continue as she feels him press firmly into her heat. She grinds down and slinks lower, there's a gnaw and a tug and a reason to stop. She rolls forwards and back, the reason to stop disappears. She rises and drops likes she was jumping off a cliff. There’s a tearing that grips her with burning pain but her need and desire compels her on. Steadily, she continues downward. And, when deepthroat at last, she feels the fullness of him inside her and the touch of his stomach presses into hers, she shudders and a tingly heat prickles up through her spine. Blood trickles and tints his skin. Her skin ripples with vigor. She smiles at the pain for it's of her own making. She'll obey any fetish command I give her? I reached up and shut the shower flow too. The first thing I wanted to get done was limit the visibility into the home so we went straight to work hanging blankets and towels over all the windows. She reached out and took gagging hold of his cock with one hand and leaned toward him. Her skills seem to increase exponentially… Or maybe she was always this good and just needed to work out some kinks. I’m sure it would have been different deep if Jon had hired an open top jeep. Yeah, I’m on the pill. Never be ashamed of deepthroat your carnal desires. I fingers don’t need to even look, I know that the CG boys are swimming with the twins. "Fuck!" he spat. Later I lay on my back as Karagoth rides me cowgirl style. I replied uncertainly. I replied. He looked at me, his eyes full of passion and fear.