Dominate me and love me please (pm only)

Her kiss had been soft, and slow, and then she settled back on the bed. He followed her, his lips seeking hers again. He lowered himself upon her, most of his weight on his elbows, but now his chest pressed against her breasts and his mouth was hungry for her. As he shifted his body, his cock pressed forward, and he felt her labia spread wide as the head of his cock opened her. He groaned as he pulled back a hair, and then pressed deeper, this time feeling her warmth swallowing the head. He nudged again, and there was sudden silent pop, and the head passed the her outer ring of muscles.

Their kisses became harder as he started to rock his hips back and forth, gradually pushing deeper. He felt her hands on his arms, holding him tightly, as he entered deeper and deeper into her. Soon, though, as he moved, the head of his cock pressed repeatedly against her hymen. He knew they are at the moment. He slowed, looking her in the eyes tenderly, and asked, "Tessa, may I?"
 
She kissed him softly, she wanted him to feel how much she wanted him, also just to feel his lips.. then she gently leaned herself back down on the bed. His kiss was like magic and she wanted more and more as his lips found hers once more. It felt good his hard body atop of her own soft body, she wanted more she was nervous yet thrilled all at the same time, this man wanted her that much she was sure of if nothing else he at least wanted her sexually. He leaned in gently against her his cock opening her ever so softly the hardness of his cock, sent chills through her once more. He began entering her, and again she scolded herself for not shaving completely then again it wasn't as if she had planned on any of this happening. She looked up at him then closed her eyes, wanting to savor this moment, and perhaps hide her nervousness at the same time.

He continued kissing her, she found her tongue searching for his own as her hands ran along his strong well defined muscled arms. Her nails slightly dig into his arms, as he moved deeper and deeper. Every time he tapped her hymen she gasped... she was so scared and excited all at the same time.

She didn't respond, only nodded her head and bit her lip as she did so, she decided to keep her eyes closed her face was red she knew.. but she didn't want him to know she was scared for what was to come next.
 
He watched her close her eyes, her face red and the expectation of pain clear in her expression. He bent to kiss her again, feeling her teeth against her lip. Her teeth disappeared as she kissed him back. "Hey," he said softly, "Open your eyes."

She did and he saw layers of emotion in them. "Put your hands on my hips, and guide me," he continued, "We'll do this together."

He waited, and then felt her hands on his hips, giving him a tentative pull. He rolled his hips and felt the head of his cock press deeper into her, and encounter resistance. He held it there, until she pushed him back, her eyes wide. He kissed her again, and waited. She pulled him a little harder, and he pressed a little harder, feeling the same resistance, but with a subtle yielding. She pushed him back again and he kissed her several times. He waited for her, deeply moved by what they were doing, his desire for her mounting. He felt her hands again, alternating soft pulls and pushes. He started to rock with the rhythm she had set, short, soft, sliding shallowly in and out of her. He bent to kiss her, as their lips met, he felt her pull him, hard.

He thrust into her, feeling his cock momentarily bend, and then surge into her. He slid deep, and felt her body stiffen beneath him, her nails digging into his hips, a soft cry in his mouth. He held himself there, lying still, running a hand softly over her hair, asking quietly, "You ok baby?"
 
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She wasn't good at hiding her expectation of pain, and she sensed he knew it. When she felt his lips against hers she slightly relaxed at least for a moment. She returned his kiss gently and sweetly at the same time. Her eyes fluttered open as he spoke to her softly yet sternly.

She knew her eyes would betray her, usually she was so good at hiding her feelings, this time was different however. She listened as he coaxed her in what to do and she started to oblige, she was sure he knew this only eased her mind little but at least she seemed more relaxed now.

She placed her hands a little shakily on his hips and pulled him to her gently.. her breathing seemed to hitch. She bit her lip as he rolled his hips, it didn't take long for her to become soaking wet once more. She moved herself against him, giving him more access, she was unsure of herself and she knew it showed. She returned his kiss each kiss made her relax even more for him. She pulled him into her more and more, as she gently moaned more from his kiss than anything else every touch from her made her wet and hot for him. Her hands rested on his tight hips, her nails slightly digging into them, as slowly he entered her more and more. She looked up at him tenderly so many thoughts going through her head at the moment. She continued to pull him into her slowly, her nails still slightly digging into his hips. He moved within her slowly and gently, taking his time with her, and she was grateful for that. He kissed her once more and then she found herself pulling him into her, letting him know she was fully ready for him.

She felt his cock enter her fast yet easy at the same time, her wetness making it easier for him to move within her. She felt her barrier began to break as she tensed for a moment, and then gasped into his kiss, she felt her forehead slightly began to sweat as she held tightly onto him. She looked up at him as he smoothed her hair from her face. ''Yes.'' She spoke evenly and breathily, her heart racing, sweat breaking as she held his arms now tightly.
 
He kissed her softly, his cock deep inside her. He thought he felt the hot slickness of her blood against his prick, but it was probably his imagination. Her hands were still holding his arms tightly and her face was flushed, as she affirmed she was ok. He felt one of her hands reach down to his hips and pull on him again. He pushed all the way inside, then slowly withdrew. He thrust gently, this time sinking deep, easily. He heard her give him another quiet "yes," and moaned as his control ebbed. He began to fuck her, long measured strokes, each one letting her feel his full length.

"You... feel.. soo... good," he gasped. He fought for control. It had been a long time since anyone had been so arousing to him. He felt his ball contracted and the familiar burn of his cock when he was close. He slowed, and came to a stop, counting numbers in his head to distract himself until the moment passed.

Tessa looked at him concerned, "You ok?"

"Just close," he answered.

He felt her hands on hips again, pulling him harder and more urgently. "Don't stop," she moaned, "fuck me!"
 
Each kiss was deeper and longer, and his cock started to feel amazing in her once the pain subsided. She was wet but it was more than her just being wet she was sure.. slightly that thought embarrassed her and excited her all at once. She held onto him, as he stroked her gently... and her heart raced... he felt so good inside of her she thought to herself. She didn't want this night to end, but part of her knew that eventually it would have to. She moaned as he pushed his cock inside of her as deep as it would go. Each stroke inside of her now soaked pussy made her groan and moan for him. She didn't care if she was moaning loud enough for anyone to hear he felt so fucking good. Her nails dug into his stron arms as she held onto him.

She smiled at his words, oh he had no idea how good he felt inside of her, she never knew anything could feel this good. She held tight to him, her own hips rising to meet his cock. Her hands now moved to his back her long nails traced along his spine, as she pulled him into her body more. She breathed and moaned and groaned so loud as her lips reached up once more for his own. He paused momentarily, and she looked up at him slightly confused for a moment.

She breathed a soft question as she held onto him.

She blushed and smiled at the same time.

She then pulled him closer and tighter, and yelled for him to fuck her, shocking herself a blush creasing on her soft features.

''Cum with me Chris, please..'' She almost begged.
 
He was at a loss for words. He was so incredibly turned on. The veneer of his worldly face was gone and he was simply a man joined to a beautiful woman in the act of love. They were pressed together, so he had to roll his hips to move in and out of her. It wasn't a fast or particularly forceful fuck, but it was deep and incredibly intimate. He felt every movement her body made, and heard every little gasp and moan. He sensed her pleasure with each stroke, and it magnified his own.

His arms had slid beneath her, his hands on her shoulders, holding her as he thrust into her. Their eyes were locked as he saw hers widen and heard her pant and moan loudly. He felt her pussy suddenly clamp on his cock and lost all control. Grinding into her, he came, and came hard. His body tensed and contracted. He pushed as deep as he possibly could and gushed inside her, pulse after pulse. Her body tensed and trembled and thrashed beneath his. Their groans filled the room like a lustful song.

As the minute passed, they quieted together, each still holding onto the other, his cock still deep inside her. His lips were on her, kissing her softly, finally whispering, "that was.. you are beautiful."
 
She was stunned at her bluntness. She held onto him so tight, as if she never wanted him to stop fucking her. He was so incredibly hot as he fucked her. She writhed beneath him moving her own hips to meet his cock. She had never been this close to anyone before in her life and it felt strange erotic and exhilarating all at the same time. She didn't care about tomorrow or there after, all that mattered was here and now. She was so terribly close to the edge at this point.

He moved his arms to her back at her shoulders and pulled her even more into his, he was hitting the spot with every move, making her gasp and moan. Part of her was slightly embarrassed as they watched one another, but she hid that well. Her pussy tightened around his cock and she knew she was there, although it was more intense than before. She heard him moaning and groaning as his own orgasm hit. She was biting her lip, from screaming. The final thrust did her in, and she thought for a moment she might pass out from the intensity of pleasure. Her nails gripped into his arms, as she yelled out his name and came along with him.

She finally started to come down from her second orgasm of the night as they held one another. She smiled into his kiss, and then turned 20 shades of red when he said she was beautiful.

''That was intense.'' She whispered breathlessly.
 
"Intensely good I hope," he whispered back, a little humor in his voice, before kissing her again. They lay, joined. His cock was still mostly hard, in that post orgasmic state, slowly softening. As they breathed and moved, he felt his cock move inside her.

He felt a little awkward. He had just "taken" her virginity. What was the proper etiquette for this situation? "You feel so good," he said softly, "I don't want to move."

He could feel their juices and, he assumed, her blood dripping down his balls. He had cum inside her. He had not done that with anyone in a long while, being quite cautious about dangers of bareback sex. But the thought of using a condom had not even crossed his mind.

He kissed her repeatedly, softly, wanting to draw out the experience. Finally, he commented, "I am feeling a little messy. Care to join me in the shower?"

When she agreed, he shifted back slightly, and felt his cock slide from her with a pop. They lay on their sides for a moment, reluctant to rise. He solved the parting problem by shifting and lifting her from the bed and carrying her to the bathroom. The toilet was separated from the rest of the bath, and she excused herself. He started the water in the shower, glad that is was a large shower, and glanced down at his cock, sticky with cum and blood. He shivered at the memory. Tessa emerged and took his hand, and together they entered the warm spray.
 
She grinned at his comment, he had no idea how good and how intense, her legs felt like jelly. She smiled into his kiss, feeling as if this was the happiest that she had ever been, and then wondering if she even deserved it. She ran her hands gingerly along his chest, his forearms, his back, tenderly if not tentavily. She was trying to hide the emotions in her eyes.

She didn't know what to say so for now she stayed quiet. She breathed slow and steady content in just being there with him. She smiled up at him. She bit her lip at his comment and blushed lightly. ''Me either.'' She said in a whisper.

She just continued tracing her nails along his body, not a inch of him wasn't muscular and it felt good. She didn't think of anything but being there with him. Her mind was spinning, was sex always that good, or was it just Chris that was just that good. She thought about him as a person and sexually, he was probably the most amazing man she had ever met, but everyone had secrets, and she knew from experience that you couldn't trust anyone.

His kisses were soft and long, as she returned them, feeling happy and sated. ''I would like that.'' She agreed softly.

She was disappointed in there departure, but she felt just as messy. She smiled over at him as they just lay there for a moment. She giggled when he picked her up in one swift movement and carried her into the rather large bathroom. She excused herself to use the restroom, her body a little sore now having two intense orgasms, and being with Chris for the first time her first time. She looked herself over in the mirrow hair sticking to her forehead from sweat, face red, and satisfied. She smiled shyly when she walked in. She grabbed his hand sweetly as they walked into the shower together, she sighed when the hot water hit her back.
 
The water streamed down from a wide fixture attached to the ceiling. It was like hot rain that showered, surrounded them both. He bent to kiss her, thier mouths wet, as the water drenched them both. He reached over reduced the flow from a shower to a trickle as he took some amber scented soap and lathered his hands. He brought them to her shouldersn and began to wash her.
 
Everything about his house was beautiful but this bathroom had to be the best feature of all she thought to herself. The water felt so good, not as good as having his hot body surround her. His kiss was deep and soft and sensual and sent chill bumps through her as she shivered. She watched him, every move he made, she had never been this close to anyone in her entire life. When he began at her shoulders with the soap she sighed and leaned back against him slightly.

Her eyes closed slightly and she just enjoyed his touch.
 
He sighed softly as she leaned back against him. God, she felt good! He shifted just slightly, so that more of him was touching more of her. His hands, having thoroughly soaped and half massaged her shoulders moved down her arms, feeling her skin, now slick with soap and her muscled beneath. He was struck by how incredibly intimate this was, a depth of intimacy that he had never had before. His hands moved down her forearms, soaping, feeling, marveling at her slender wrists. He actually moaned softly when their hands joined. Their hands slid over each others, occasionally clasping, then releasing.

He sighed as he released them to put fresh soap on his hands. She had remained standing where she was, waiting. He pressed by against her again, knowing his half hard cock would be felt against her ass and lower back. He brought his hands around, onto her belly, and hugged her closer. His hands started to move, circling her abdomen, and moving up. He moaned again as his soapy hands cupped her breasts, and felt his cock hardening further. He felt her nipples hard against his palms, which only excited him more. He gave her firm globes a gentle squeeze, then circled them, soaping her entire chest.

His hand reluctantly went south, back down her torso, and over the gentle hourglass curve of her hips. He murmured in her ear, "this is one of my favorite curves."

His hands roamed over her hips and the fronts of her thighs. He moaned again as he played with the hair covering her mons, whispering, "so soft, so sexy."

His hands slid between her legs, and he felt folds of her pussy as he gently washed there too, aware of her squirming as he did so. He stepped back to lather his hands again, and moved back to her. This time though, he stepped to her side, circling her with one hand, the other settling on her ass, then sliding down and between her legs. The more he felt of her, the more he marveled at her body. She was incredible!

He soaped all of her folds and flesh again, and the insides of her thighs, washing the blood and semen away. He moved his hand back and washed her rosebud, feeling her stiffen at first, then yield to him. He teased her there for a short time, then moved back to her ass.

He paused to soap his hands again, then moved in front of her. They came together, her arms wrapping around him. His fully erect cock was pressed between them, against her belly, as he brought both soapy hands back to her ass, and began to lather her, slowly moving from her luscious bubble, up her back, soaping and massaging until her was at her shoulders again and moving onto her neck. She tilted her head back and he kissed her. The first seemed to catch her by surprise, but the second was hungry and eager. Her arms held him tight as her soapy body writhed against his.
 
She felt good and safe against his skin. She closed her eyes and just enjoyed the closeness of him. Each move he made to get her closer to him, made her skin tingle. She sighed as he gently washed her body, no one had ever taken care of her like this, and it sent shivers through her, she was scared of that thought. There was so many thoughts running through her mind, but for now she was happy utterly satisfied and happy. She turned to slightly look at him, he was the most beautiful man she had ever laid her eyes on. When his hands joined her own, she smiled content. His touch was gentle assuring she had no idea what the next day would bring him, so for now she just enjoyed the moment.

She watched ever move he made, amazed by him. She held herself in place, enjoying just watching him in awe. She shivered as she felt his hardening cock slightly against her, he had stamina, she thought and almost laughed at herself. She sighed once more as he hugged her, fear pleasure and wonder all showed on her face. Each touch sent shock waves through her entire body. She gasped in pleasure her sensitive nipples hardening at his touch. She bit her lip to stifle a moan. As he soaped her breasts, she sighed and leaned more against him.

She was blushing just at his gentle touch, this was all still new to her... And she was sure he could tell that. She turned a violent shade of red at his words, and got goosebumps all along her body.

She closed her eyes letting herself enjoy every comment and every touch he placed against her body, and whispered In her ear. She blushed again and wished once more that she would have shaved.

When his hands moved down to her mound she gasped, and sucked in a deep breath, she wAs sore and so turned on all at the same time. She watched as he lathered up his hands once more. Her heart was pounding and she was sure he could hear it. She gasped and kept her eyes closed, just his touch alone was making her wet. She looked at him softly and was once more in awe.

She was biting her lip when he was at her pussy once more. She wanted him against her soapy body, the feeling was intimate and sexy all at the same time. The way he gently washed her body made her sigh and moan all at the same time, she had never been so close to a single person in her entire life. She wanted his lips against her own so she leaned her head back and he found her lips with his own, the sensuality of it stunning her for a moment until once more he grabbed her lips in a hungry need, and she wondered if he was going to take her again right here in his shower.
 
He was sooo ready for her, right then and there. He felt her arousal on several levels and it matched his own. But as their lips devoured each other, he also knew that he had just taken her virginity an hour ago, and would certainly be sore. Not now, he told himself. You can wait.

He eased her back under the gentle spray, and felt the water wash over them both. He heard her soft sigh and smiled, "I think I have something you'd like."

He released her and brought his hand to a hand held shower head. He turned it on, the water pulsing out strongly, and began to move it over her shoulders. He had set it to the massage mode, and wondered if the rumors were true. He moved it down over her chest, passing repeatedly over her breasts. And from her reaction, he surmised it must feel good. Lower and lower he went. He watched her legs part as he moved over her mons, and saw her eyes widen as he moved between her legs. He felt her hand clasp his shoulder as he held it there. He varied the distance from her flesh, varying the intensity. She was panting as he brought his lips to hers again, kissing her hungrily.
 
She was watching him intently, he was so passionate, so attentive it was driving her wild. Her face was red, and her heart was pounding. She could sense he was thinking about something but wasn't sure what. She smiled assuringly yet shyly at the same time. She was sure he wanted her if nothing else sexually and for now that was enough, she didn't want to become emotionally attached.

The water felt so good against her skin. She looked at him gently as he told her he thought he had something she would like as she smiled tenderly at him.

She watched with wonder as he reached up and removed the shower head carefully. She sighed and leaned back against him once more, the water felt so good against her soft skin. Her eyes closed and she just enjoyed the sensations he seemed to want to bring her. She sighed as the water was against her breast, that were so sensative her nipples were so hard it almost hurt, but the water was so relaxing she was able to just ignore it. She leaned her head against his shoulder almost as if a form of support. She sighed deeply the lower he moved. Her legs parted and when the water hit her mound, she gasped and her eyes widened momentarily. He held the pulsing water against her still sensative flesh. Her hand gripped his shoulder. She was moaning now. His kiss was one of want and need and her hand searched now for his cock.
 
He had been so intent on pleasuring her, that he gasped when her soapy hand grabbed his cock. Her hand slid up and down his length a few times, as she looked back and up at him, want written across her face.

One hand still on the shower head, the other wrapped around her, he bent to kiss her again, whispering urgently, "Are you sure? I thought you would be sore..."

She nodded at him. He released her and moved back long enough to rinse the soap from his cock. He shut the water off and moved to her, running his hands over her shoulders and down her arms. He took her hands and pressed them forward against the wall of the shower. He looked down and saw that she had rotated her hips, her bubble butt presented to him, and he groaned, "perfect..."

He brought the head of his cock to her wet opening, and gave a little nudge.
 
She moaned when her hand found his cock, still new to all of this, but the feel of his cock in her hand sent shivers through her. Her face was red slightly embarrassed at her actions, but she was hungry for more of him.

She moaned into his kiss, his taste was exquisite and she wanted to taste more. "I'm okay." She whispered softly she didn't think about being sore at the moment.

She nodded with her words. She watched as he washed the soap away from his gorgeous cock. She loved his touch, and she groaned slightly in anticipation and she wanted more of him. She moaned when he pressed her against the wall of his shower, this was erotic and sexy all at the same time. She blushed at his comment she wasn't fat but she also wasn't very comfortable with her looks, and she felt open and vulnerable for a moment but she wanted him.

She gaped as his cock was at her openings, and she moaned please softly.
 
He looked down at her, her back arched, her hands against the wall, her ass pushed out towards him, and it was all he could do not to thrust hard into her. She was so incredibly hot, and now offered herself again to him.

He did press forward firmly. The wetness of their skin in the shower and the abundance of their juices inside her made his entry easy. He gave a strangled moan and he back up and pressed again, sinking deep. He had never seen anything so erotic, as his cock disappeared inside her. On the third stroke, he was all the way in, and he ground his hips against her ass, growling at the sensation.

He began to fuck her, giving slow, long, firm strokes, pumping in and out of her like a well oiled machine. His hands went to her hips, clasping them, as his lust for her mounted.
 
She was so turned on, more so than even before and she wanted everything he wanted to give her and more. She had never wanted anything or anyone before in this was and it scared the hell out of her and thrilled her all at the same time. She knew she would be sore in the morning but at the moment she could care less.

She sighed when he entered her, he was exquisite. She was so incredibly aroused, and she was already soaking wet and not from the shower either. His moan only Made her want him more and more. She moaned as his cock sank deep inside her folds. As he began moving against her she sighed it was as if his cock was made for her, or at least in this moment that's what it felt like anyway.

Every thrust every stoke made her moan and groan more, she was already on edge from the shower head and she knew she wasn't going to last very much longer. Feeling his hands on her hips turned her on so much and she didn't even know why just that it felt right. She moaned and moved against him, she wanted to feel as much as he could give before she exploded into bliss, this orgasm was coming harder and faster than the first two he had given her, almost so intense she felt she might black out as she began moaning his name.
 
He was really trying to be gentle, but his desire was winning out over his restraint. Her body rocked back to meet his thrusts, and she received each with a low moan. He could feel her pussy clamping tight onto his cock as she started groaning his name.

He could feel the edge of the head of his cock rub against the tight bands of muscle in her pussy and felt her squeeze him harder and harder. His hands tightened on her hips as he started to fuck her harder, faster. The sounds of his hips slapping her ass and his own groans joined hers. Abruptly, he felt her cunt contract and spasm as her cries filled the room. He growled in reply as he started to cum, driving hard into her, spurt after spurt of semen filling her, "Te...ssssaaa!"
 
She had never felt this way before, so completely aroused, so completely wanted. She moved against him, she wanted him to know how much she wanted him, and she wanted him that was for damn sure. She couldn't hold out much longer her pussy was tightening around his cock she was moaning and screaming.

His cock felt so good inside of her still tight pussy she was sore but didn't care the pleasure was over taking her more and more. His hands dug into her hips and she moaned more and more. The way he groaned as he fucked her only turned her on more. She couldn't last any longer as she began screaming out her orgasm. When he screamed her own name she was now pretty well spent.
 
He held onto her as their climaxes peaked and passed. He bent over and wrapped his arms around her, murmuring, "Tessa, that was amazing."

They remained like that until their breath returned. He kissed her shoulder, the slid from her, a gush of their juices sliding down her leg. He turned her around and embraced her, his lips finding hers, kissing her softly.

He grinned, "Now we have to get clean, again."

He turned on the water and they stepped beneath the spray. Languidly, they washed each other with their hands, enjoying exploring and caressing the other. "Mmm mm mmm," he hummed as he touched her, "ohhh, the things I want to do with you..."

But now tonight, he thought. Eventually, they emerged from the shower and toweled each other dry. He considered putting lotion on her skin, but knew that would only start round three. He knew she would be sore as is. When dry, she asked to use the facilities. He left her in the bathroom and returned to the bedroom. He quickly stripped the stained sheets from the bed and was putting on fresh when she returned. She moved to the other side of the bed to help him. When the sheets were tucked, the looked across the bed at each other, then crawled onto the mattress and met in the middle. They folded together as he pulled covers over them both. He held her close, his hands stroking her idly, as they drifted off...
 
She was breathing so heavy that she was actually shaking from the amount of pleasure she had just expierenced. She smiled at his comment content, "Yes it was thank you" she said breathlessly.

She had never felt like this before so utterly happy. She sighed when he kissed her shoulder. She moaned lightly into his kiss.

She giggled slightly and blushed when he said they had to get clean again.

The water was soothing once more against her skin. The washing of one another was so erotic she thought to herself. She smiled gingerly and wondered what those things may be.

She was not sure what tomorrow would bring but for tonight she was happy and content to just be with him. She felt safe in his arms. She smiled back at him as they dried one another off. Her face was still flushed from there love making. She asked to use the restroom, and he left her withher privacy, when gone she looked herself over in the mirror, she felt like someone different than the girl staring back at her, not mentally really just phsyically. She walked into the bedroom, and began helping him make the bed. She smiled as the met in the middle, and then he grabbed her and held her, and she had never felt more content in her life.
 
He slept deeply, more so than he had in years. And when he woke, the sun was coming through the windows and she was still here. She was lying on her back, still asleep, as he turned to look at her. He watched her, just breathing, for some time, enjoying the intimacy and almost voyeuristic quality of the moment. His eyes followed her curves beneath the sheet, covering and revealing. And the more he looked, the more his cock swelled in anticipation.

His hand slid under the covers, coming to rest gently on her belly, rising and falling as she breathed. He had taken her virginity and cum twice inside her last night. He thought about the possible ramifications of that, and was pleased. A mixture of emotions came to his mind. He wanted her for his own. The primitive part of him felt he had marked her. She was his now. Yet, he was her boss. What the hell would they do on Monday? Was he getting all worked about her for nothing? How did she feel? And his cock wanted to fuck her, again, now, pump her belly full of seed. And he really wondered if he was falling for her. What was best for her? Ang again, how could he make her his?

As he had been thinking, his hand had been gently stroking her, sliding slow down, over her mons, to the warm lips of her pussy. He watched her for a reaction, as he carefully began to rub up and down her furrow, teasing her lips open...
 
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