sexylilmissie
Lost Soul
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Sue whimpered as John's fingers and tongue worked their magic. She was so sensitive by this point she had a hard time holding still under his ministrations. Each time he touched her, she couldn’t help but jerk violently in response.
As he slowly introduced his fingers into her sex her eyes opened wide with shocked, previously undiscovered joy. Nothing she had ever felt could possibly compare with the feelings rocketing through her body then.
As he hit one particular spot inside her, she went rigid, and then swept right into the wave of the next climax. She rode that particular curve for so long she began to think it would never end and she was torn between screaming for joy or crying because of the beauty of it. Perhaps she did a little of both at the same time.
As she started to come down John hit it again and she was lost. He kept going for so long, she was little better than a boneless heap on the bed.
Finally in almost desperation, she used the fingers she still had in his hair to feebly tug on him, trying to draw him away. Her voice cracked as she moaned, "John...stop, please. I...can’t take it anymore. As much as it feels amazing, I need a rest." Almost as an afterthought she added, "And a drink."
As he slowly introduced his fingers into her sex her eyes opened wide with shocked, previously undiscovered joy. Nothing she had ever felt could possibly compare with the feelings rocketing through her body then.
As he hit one particular spot inside her, she went rigid, and then swept right into the wave of the next climax. She rode that particular curve for so long she began to think it would never end and she was torn between screaming for joy or crying because of the beauty of it. Perhaps she did a little of both at the same time.
As she started to come down John hit it again and she was lost. He kept going for so long, she was little better than a boneless heap on the bed.
Finally in almost desperation, she used the fingers she still had in his hair to feebly tug on him, trying to draw him away. Her voice cracked as she moaned, "John...stop, please. I...can’t take it anymore. As much as it feels amazing, I need a rest." Almost as an afterthought she added, "And a drink."
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