Upbeat_Lobster
Really Really Experienced
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- Apr 15, 2012
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Ratoly had no thoughts now. There was only his thrust. His rhythm. His release. He was close now. He sped up. There it was. His hips were furious, driving him into her at the hardest possible for him. A human would have died from the impacts. But they were demons. Used to this kind of thing. With a final titanic thrust, he felt his release finally upon him, and as the hands vanished, he would share with Kohana a feeling of weightlessness as they fell through the air. He had reached his orgasm, and now he was done. Out of mana. So to speak. His eyes went dark again, and they shut in peace.She moaned loudly into his kiss. She aloud his spectral hands to have their way with her body. She was at his mercy. Or unmercy? His speed was relentless and her legs would go numb. She was to the edge of her second orgasm but couldn't get herself to say so with his mouth covering hers. So instead, she growled and battled his tongue hungrily. Her tail ran against his back and she attempted to rock her hips forward. She gave a loud mewl of pleasure as she felt her body quiver and tighten again. She needed to have release. She was there. On her edge. At the tip of the knife. She was being pushed slowly and slowly. Closer and closer the edge came. Closer and closer she was almost off the tip of the knife. She squirmed below him and whined softly against the kiss. Trying to plead for another release.