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Fucking for only pleasure
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Fucking for only pleasure Open your thighs ! - I told him with a persuasive tone , almost a whisper that contrasted sharply with the apparent brutality of my hands tore open the front of my eyes . - Raise your knees ! - But even before that my voice came to his thesis nerve centers as steel strings I had already grabbed her ankles forcing her to bend your legs . Now he was lying on the rug that lay in front of my desk, her arms raised above her head, her fingers groping desperately looking for a fabric impossible to force in her small hands . The short skirt silk light placed on the abdomen, raised enough to discover her cunt , slid now on this side now beyond the thighs with each movement that imponevo . The panties were torn from the left lasciviously rolled around a knee. I held his head between his legs and looked at her , prolonging the expectation of pleasure that I would bring him stick his mouth to drink every drop of his enjoyment . I was talking in a low voice , almost to myself. I had entrusted to my hands every form of communication with the woman I kept under . I liked to think that she same suffering , the same imposing my will to her, my cravings of all that until a few minutes before he had seen her only in the full availability of its needs. Not of my own. But I figured since that first look that deliberately and blatantly crossed with her when she showed up I would do anything I wanted to, that would run any order I had given with his hands , his body , his eyes , with the language. Spoken or stuck . I had figured it out. Or I believed to understand it. Even today that subdue and possess totally we never talk about . It was probably for this reason that , despite the immediate awareness of my power over her , I let our relationship go slowly evolving exhausting. Going through all stages of knowledge. From the surface of the looks intriguing and intrigued in the deep of the meeting of the minds curious and gradually more and more fascinated each other. The time of mutual discovery was not yet finished , nor was exhausted dose of pleasure that we procured the wait, when, without which nothing would happen, we did , we found ourselves immersed in a game of winks and smiles, and touches of Toccata , the seen and unseen , glances and suddenly diverted direct sum, of preliminary something we had deliberately relegated to the sphere of dreams and now we suddenly<b> attacked </font></b>with violence absolute and total unconsciously repressed desire that only knows food . This sort of virtual petting only partly hidden behind a facade of detachment made of elegant hints of smiles and trivial chatter was quickly approached the time of the inevitable denouement while we were at lunch at my favorite restaurant . Scents and colors of my land all around us. Objects of the folk tradition everywhere, in a sort of organized chaos , disorder wanted just to exacerbate the senses of visitors . To exaggerate their awareness of the land that hosted them to absorb and cancel them entirely in his old stories of fire and water , smells intense and strong flavors , emotions and body sensations of the mind. A background made of buzzing discrete and indigenous music choice wisely between folk and nostalgia nicely amalgamated all of these sensory stimuli uploading of earthly desires and erotic provocation . I was trying to behave like a gentleman and she committed herself to hide the hormonal storm that was tossing , but we both knew perfectly well what was happening and above all that would happen soon . Incredibly ate very slowly , chewing each bite thoroughly as if each of us tried the food on taste . Every one of those bites was a penetration. Every sip of wine a rush of pleasure splashed into her throat greedy , drunk between her thighs generous . When we left the taxi was waiting for us at the door with the door open. I said to the driver knowing smile , all too obviously inspired by our love be evident , with the dry and precise communication of the address. Sitting next to her on the back of the car does not ever averted my eyes from her as well as with the hand I ceased not ever frugarla under the skirt. I climbed slowly from the knees to the groin. With the sharp delicacy of desire drew back with your fingers panties almost impalpable , the wove the thick hairs that grew lush in the womb , I played along with the erect clitoris collecting the sap in the palm of your hand the stress that my spewed copious . Throughout the journey never stopped to pick me up the hand that poked . He never stopped to enjoy what I was doing and knew that I would have done. The notes to the taxi driver had said that her scent . Everything had the scent of her that evening . And now , lying on my carpet , expect the impalassi with a smile of innocence violated. It was moving , but moving imperceptibly while with the tip of his tongue was doing the circumnavigation of her cunt , I opened it , the ficcavo , the sucking . With her clit between his lips, first, and then between his teeth As the tremors of her belly became more intense. Rhythm in the beginning to explode into a frenzy at every orgasm that I unloaded in his face. And with every orgasm ricominciavo to drink fluids delicate , fragrant female, fragrant with her. Without lifting his mouth from her womb I let my hands annaspassero on her. Blindly took off her clothes off , but thanks to the movements of his body, the vibrations of her skin was as though I were seeing . I was able to enjoy the soft ballonzolio of her tits when I squirt out of the bra that I threw myself behind . She was naked . I sat up on his knees between her thighs remained open , looked at her for a long time meticulously following the pleasing lines of his body out of breath , I pulled out my cock from his pants and without haste took it in his right hand . While approached him to wet cunt of my saliva mixed moods arising from its relentless pursuit of orgasms I watched the look that went around all like I was in a trance. Approaching her explored every inch of her body. He groaned when strusciai the chapel against the clitoris. He lifted the basin offering to penetration. He wanted her . The sought. We were both obsessed with what we were doing and the idea of the fixed end of our embrace. The shoved slowly and eventually impaled with the decision and frantically pumped up to svuotarglielo inside splashing, streams , filling of my cum thick and warm . He wanted the felt undone under the weight of my body that banged and told me. It was what I wanted too , and continued to make him . Incessantly. Blow after blow . It was a long time before you unleashed from my grasp . I did it only to get rid of the clothes and get back on top of her . Now my bare skin met her inch by inch and enjoyed the contact with the same intense frenzy that had animated my cock into contact with the walls swollen and buttons desire cunt who had offered the pleasure of penetration. Now I write about her again , for the umpteenth time . I write of her that lies behind me, lying on the bed , his eyes fixed on the ceiling. Full of stars. By indoona |
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