by
Jacqui

then she picked me up and put me on the dresser....my hips at were at the
perfect level to receive Samson....

she made me put my legs on her shoulders.....

i reached between my thighs and dipped my fingers in all the hot creme she
made,.....

and rubbed my juices ALL over the glistening black head...

the she looked directly in my eyes......and asked "are you ready for this?"

candle light flickered out....

no light....just the rain falling and a cool breeze in the window....

but our skin is burning up

i rub the head against my soft wetness....

"don't make a sound......" she whispers to me

and i try to muffle my deep inhale

as she agonizingly....


deliciously....

slowly


enters.

i rode the high of her tireless ecstasy that night.....

breath quickening....heart pulsing

pussy twitching and pleading....crying and laughing from the inside
like a thousand butterfly wings fluttering against my clit

from the inside...

her smell intoxicating
it's coming.....faster and stronger...

i open wider....pressing the very inside of my soft thighs against the smooth
strength of hers...

she pushes so deep into me that my back arches to meet it..

i canít see her...but i can feel her smiling
she approves....

i love to make her happy...

clit growing and throbbing like a heart beat

can you imagine the intense sex in the air

when there is no sound?
just the gentle breathing mingling....

soft strain of the oak dresser

gentle bump of my ass against the edge.....

then.....i feel it swelling....

moist.....crazy.....deep like an endless abyss

crying and pulling for her

it's my heart.
I break the rules

and a long moaning breath escapes my quivering release

as I clutch her shoulders and tense
thick lava-like currents drip down me and coat her dick

wipe my wet eyes
and close them

in honor.
and the rain felt my exhale and slowed to soft sentimental drops
and the wind fell asleep with my orgasm and slowed to dragging my sheer
curtains back and forth...
satisfied.
and I fell in love

that night
and no one knew but the moon.

THE END

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