I plunge into you, sweetness cast aside. It is now filled with sweat and a tortuous sensation that I can’t put my finger on. xnx I push deep inside of you, subconsciously thanking modern science for letting me fill you with nothing to worry about, able to enjoy the moment. My hand wraps around you, and I can feel your blood start to pump harder until your moans tell me that you can not want it any more then you already do. (Him)
You stand at the open balcony, the wind billowing the drapes around you, covering you in a silver river for but a moment. I roll with you until I’m on top. Then come the firm glides, and circular motions. You look at me, upset at the lack of contact, but it is short lived. It all blends together into one sensation.
