Inhaling Marie’s tit, clapping on to her nipple. Stretching that tit so far out while twisting my finger against her clit worked. Feeling the orgasm as it spilled out. Feeling the moans cuming from her insides. Cuming from her lungs long before they ever reached her lips. Feeling the way her body bowed itself out. Stretching upwards in a mind numbing pleasure zone attack.
Pulling her hand up and meeting with her other hand. Joining both as my hand sealed them together. Relaxing my mouth, letting her tit fall back down as it rebounded back up due to the height as which it was suspended. Our mouths touched each other in a passionate kiss. Tongue intertwining together. The feel of Marie’s body is tense, her breath is being seized. When my world was turned upside down.
That unnerving orgasm. The one that caused me to straddle Eva. Her fingers are still buried in my crotch! Holding her arm in place. Recoiling from one massive O and preparing for the next. The wiggle of my hips, the steady uneasy way my own breathing was failing! “I” starting butt not getting as far as I had planned. “I… OooohOooohOooohOoooh fuckkk” as my body exclaimed without my lungs agreeing upon this course of action!
The tremor that ran up my body. The crack that spit open as more cum threatened to spill out. “Yes Yesss… Ohh yesssssssss” fading into a gasping whisper as the last of my air was sucked out of my lungs!
On the other side of the door…
Listening to the erotic noise cuming from the room. Wanting to drop my drawers right then so I can match the passion that was going on inside that room. Wanting to prove my ears right simply by inserting this skeleton key in the lock. Leaning my head against the door. My breathing is starting to match Marie’s own. Inhaling only short gasps. Unable to hold my own primal instincts back any further. As I touched my pussy through the heavy black denim of my jeans. As I closed my eyes images started to fill my head with Layla and our last night together.
My body lunges forward slapping into hers. The collision of both of our cunts. That intimate secretion of our bodily fluids. That mind numbing orgasm that filled the both of us with the animal pressure to push further. To consume each other in a wild and passionate humping feast that would only end once both of our internal beasts were satisfied.
Growling as I pounced. Both of our chests impacting as our lips came together. “I am going to fuck you” I hissed at Layla. Grinding her cunt against mine. Bending my body as both of our clits touched. That touching, feeling position. Sending sparks through our bodies as her arm, her hand wrapped around my neck and jerked me down.
Knowing how bad I wanted this. Knowing how bad I needed Blake to fuck my body. Grunting as our heads smashed into one another. Grunting because this was not pain but pure unadulterated pleasure that I sought. “If you do not fuck the hell out of me” pausing for a rough kiss, “then I will fuck you and show you how I like it!” The impact of both of our hips colliding together. The scissors hold we both are prepared for. One more rough kiss, one more till my hand is drug from her neck! “Now fuck me Blake. Fuck me like you stole me!”
Stomping my foot down, my knee bent at a forty-five degree angle. Opening up my cunt to my wife. Opening up my pleasure zone, the red line on my flesh that I needed her to take advantage of. Me lifting my hips. Feeling the sensual feeling of our clits kissing, of rubbing noses before being separated! That agonizing state that I am in. The fall of my hips as once again our clits touch. As our clits start at that rubbing. At that kissing just to return to that empty void of nothingness! Nothing until she, Blake, started to move. Started to show me how devoted she was in pleasuring both of our clits.
This thing, this scissor act had me panting long before she was even close. “No, you must join.. join… Ooh fuckkk” I whined. Everything that I was telling her to do was backfiring on me. Falling down on my elbow, my hand gripping my tit. The pull from it. The excruciating pain that I wrought on my body. That I knew would cause me so many more O’s. Nodding my head. Getting faster and faster! By the time I felt her clit slamming back down into mine. My hips were already starting their ascent! Up, up they went. Scraping everything from her side of the clit to the nothingness of the fall. Yes, down I went, down I fell seeking more and more of the pleasure I felt. Seeking every little snuggle, every little rub of Blake’s clit on mine in that moment of passion!
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