Things have changed ..
When he climbs on top and holds you down, gently interlocking hands above your head, strokes your hair out of your face and carefully enters you, with slow, intentional movement. And he kisses you, and you can taste yourself on his mouth.
The sensory overload is too much to bear, and with each caressing thrust you are another step closer and he knows it, he can feel the energy building, and then he moves, and his thrusts become more powerful, quicker, harder and your body ruptures, explodes .. you can’t contain the sounds coming from your throat, the wetness below ..
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