Jailhouse Brawl

Erin felt him begin to shoot his seed within her and it intensified her own orgasm. She clung to him for dear life as they both floated above the world it seemed. Afterwards Erin was cradled in his arms like she was the most treasured item on earth and she had never felt better. His cock was still buried deep within her and it felt right, like it belonged there.

"Hell..." was all she could mutter.
 
He glanced down at her face, her eyes slightly glazed which elicitated a look of concern. Pausing in his cradling her, he moved his hand from her hair to her cheek, cupping it as he asked.

"Are you alright?"
 
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Erin smiled brightly up at his concern."I'm fine... better than fine. Phenomenal" she replied. She leaned into his gentle caress."You're too good to be true" she stated simply.
 
He smiled and made a show of patting himself down.

"I'm flesh and bone, same as you. Or so I think."

He smiled, seeing her lean into his hand as he kissed her forehead.

"Me, I'm still wondering when do Angels come down to poor, men like me."

Damn. One night, and he was already hooked.
 
Erin laughed softly at his joke. She too was feeling completely intoxicated by him, addicted. His words sent her heart tripping in her chest.

"You have got to be too good to be true" she said softly before leaning in and kissing him.
 
He kissed her back just as gently, his hands wandering over her body as though she was made of glass. Handling her fragilely as he explored every contour, every curve. Memorizing it by touch, and taking note of the sensitive areas in his mind. His cock would twitch in reply to this, as his hips began to gyrate gently into her willing pussy. Fucking her ever so slightly as they made out.
 
Erins entire body was sensitive. But she moaned softly whenever he touched her neck and oddly enough her inner wrist. She had never known anyone else who was aroused by touches there but she was. She moaned softly as he began to easily fuck her again. His cock was still hard and it amazed Erin. Everything about him amazed her.
 
Noticing the moans pick up in intensity as he brushed his lips over her neck as well as her wrist, he smiled fondly and would bring her so that she was on top of him as he continued to thrust within her lovingly. Lovingly.....There and then, he made a promise to himself that this would not be a one-night stand. She was different. Her heart was fuller, her body was made as though to order for him. Every sensitive curve, every reaction she made to him....All of it was perfect. She was an angel, he was a believer. She made him a believer and he he would stroke her back as though she was a cat, almost imagining her purring as her pussy kept his cock hard and he in a state of constant arousal as he sighed with pleasure.

"Erin....."
 
Erin felt the same about Mike. This was definitely not a one night thing; or at least she hoped not. Never before had she met a man so sweet, so caring, so in tune with her needs and what pleased her.

He rolled her so that she was on top of him and she began to ride him slowly. It was her own hands turn to explore his body. She used her fingers and mouth to trace a path down his neck and throat, to his chest. Her.fingers moved up over his chest again and then over his shoulders and arms to his hands where their fingers linked together. All the time she was riding him, feeling his cock stroke in and out of her body. She had never felt pleasure so intense.
 
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