The Heat of Her

I have never been this erect before. My muscular legs spread. I expose myself completely to the petite pussy I’m buried in.

I zone in and out. Barely aware of where I am. All I know is, I’m doing God’s work. Fucking this gorgeous feminine, minx of a structure. She has so much depth, unbeknownst to me, but still, she was designed for this moment.

Her sexual panting. Her movements that crave for me to stay hard in her. And for her, I do. So easily

Sometimes I barely thrust at all. Just to feel her hot mound against my pubic hair – my balls getting wet against her.

Sometimes I pound into her like I want to leave a crush on her soul; like I want to get so hard that she has to hold on to whatever she can, because she’s losing her mind to the pressure of my sex in her.

Sometimes I like seeing her look back and throw darts at me, it just makes me fuck her harder just to push her.

Sometimes she hates that she loves it.

But God. This woman is so precious. Her asshole is so vulnerable to me, and I can’t help but want to rub her butt, in comfort and in arousal, and give her lower back a worshiping touch.

She is starting to sweat and I love it.
Her coos keep the sperm in my balls aroused for invading her. My fluids already mixing with hers. I am a part of her now.

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