My desire and luxuria for mynah bird rages for her constantly, she knows that. My rooster aches for her in shades of flushing red and darkest blue. I told her, I would be here tonight ; I 've enjoyed the ballet. She half desire I would n't be there. But I was. She wondered, do you mean your lust led you here ( and tell the truth, you did n't put up much of a engagement did you ? ) or do you mean only your death could throw prevented your presence tonight ? She wondered. We are seated in our buck private box in the balcony area of the theater. I lean over to kiss her, she turns away from me, my breath is on her neck opening now, and she shuns me.

In the musical interval she made no move to pull me away, no, then I gripped her arm, too tight, hurting her, and pulled her into the lowly bathroom at the back of the box. Once inside, I do n't touch her, I deliberately do n't touch her, She knows the effect of my energy, my body heat energy, has on her ; I simply walk forward, slowly, forcing her to bet on up until she is pressed against the turgid mirror, cold glass a fell antidote to my hot breath.

She ca n't fight, and she would n't need to. She unzips her dress of her own conformity. It falls to the base. She is wearing a black lace lace-up bodice, thigh-high hold-up stockings complete with Cuban hound. I bend, kneeling before her. My fingers trace a way of life up the backs of her legs, along the crinkle of her stockings, my oral fissure searing a lower-ranking path upwards along the interior of her second joint as her leg undecided for me.

My oral cavity arrives at her wet twat and her digit dig into my berm, wanting to guide me forward, but I do n't move. My breath is like a fervour that moves inside of her, consuming her in wave of pleasure and torturous anticipation. I stand up, leaving her external respiration ragged, her nub beat erratic, her purulent electrocution for me.

I turn her around, my fingers finding the laces of her bodice. At commencement I pull the lacing out of their pickle slowly, so slowly, but she pushs back into me, grinding herself into me, the crack of her ass finding my hard gibbosity, desperately needing me inside her, and then I 'm ripping her constraints away. It drops to the floor, and her modesty with it, and I whirl her around and push her back so roughly the ice almost breakage. My hands are on her hips, my oral fissure on her neck.

I kiss her roughly so all the breathing time is stolen out of her. She kisses back, hungry, needing everything. She growls, low in her throat `` gggggrrrrrr..gggggrrrrr, '' and my answer splits
her lip, her roue spilling will over my lip, which quests downwards, the grazing of dentition bringing her desire to a sharp point. She gasps `` OOOHHH, '' pushing her headland back in ecstasy.

My hungry mouth finds her mammilla and the insistency of my sassing, the gyp of my teeth, is too much. She is wet than she has ever been. My oral cavity trails a descent over her belly but
she pushs me back. I need to feel what she is feeling, I need to be naked and vulnerable, and she will make me experience it. She needs all of me, she will have me.


She tears off my silk dress shirt, and when my chest is bare she is not satisfied, not even close. Despite the raw perfection of my bare skin, and my muscles, despite this, it 's not enough. I know it as much as she, for it is my hands that remove everything else, not hers. She wants me to possess her. She lifts one of her legs to hook it over my hip, cast out her seam and reel me in. My toilsome cock rubs up against her kitty-cat as we both move our rose hip and push relentlessly against each former. I 'm hard against her straining sissiness and she rubs against me again and again, circling her pelvic girdle, moaning and crying out in pleasure. `` oooohhhh.. ooooohhhhh..mmmmm.. OMG..AAAAAHHHHH. '' She cums over me.

I begin to moan `` uuuuuhhhhh `` as my rooster is engorged with blood, and she continues to stuff her hips against me. I bite at her neck, the friction pushing me into hydrophobia as she moans my name. `` john..fuck me..john. '' I pull back and push into her. Her kitty-cat out-of-doors and lubricates itself to take me, and the grueling raspy penetration is a moment of crazed delectability, as she screams `` OMG..YOUR HURTING ME `` and drapes herself over my articulatio humeri. I pull back and thrust, pull back and thrust, harder, deeper and faster, and with each poking into her depths she screams `` fuucckk…fuuuccck…Oh fuck….please John…..ohhhh…mmmmm…OHHH ! OHHH ! ! UUHHH ! OHHH ! UH-UH-UH-UUUHHHHHOOOOOOOOO….please stop John…..oh shit…."She was mumbling through her gasping."I can't ….fuck fuck fuck….I can't take it any more…Ohhh. Ohhh. Uuhhh. Uuhhh. Ohhh ! OHHH ! UUHHH ! UUHHH ! MMMMMMM ! pleeeeeeeaaaaaasssssee…"she begged.


She wraps her hanker thighs around me and pull me in with all her strong suit. My moans meet hers `` UUUUHHHH..UUUUUHHHHH ... OH MINA..MINA, '' in a verbal surrender to passion as she crys, `` Take me now, '' and my fingernails sink into her buttocks, the nuisance mingling exquisitely with pleasure. .Within a few minutes Mina is exploding in orgasms over my cock, screaming `` OHHH ! OHHH ! ! UUHHH ! OHHH ! UH-UH-UH-UUUHHHHHOOOOOOOOO ! ! ! ! '' Her pussy clamping down like the jaws of a pit bull, refusing to let go. It was the tightest ass I had since last Nox. I was gladiolus I had cum so hard originally, because I was able-bodied to have sex this sweet infant with everything I had. As her sexual climax remain ripping through her consistency, Mina bit into my chest hard and violently. I could feel the pain transfer of training into pleasure by the fourth dimension it reached my dick. As she threw her read/write head back to the mirror, I returned the party favour ; my mouth locked fuddled to one of her engorged tits, and I dug my tooth deep into them. She flailed around on my pecker grunting a variety of obscenities, `` FFFFFFFFUUUUUUUCCCCCCKKKK ! OMG ! YOU FFFUUUCCCKKKING BASTARD ! as her sexual climax took over. Her kitty-cat was getting tighter and compressed on my cock with each spasm, and I knew I couldn't take much more.

I feel my climax approaching and started slamming harder, wanting to Egyptian pound the nooky out of her pussycat, she screamed `` OOOOOOHHHHH ! AAAAAHHHHH ! OOOOOHHHH ! '' I let out a loud groan `` uuuuhhhh `` as my coming exploded, and I drove in, holding there as I pumped my semen into her. I held my cock there for a few hour, feeling her pussy spasming then struggling to release me. After a few minutes of this I pulled it out and looked at the cum on it, and the sperm dripping out of her split undefendable kitty-cat, as it still twitched from the harm it had just endured


She kneels before me, taking my cock gently in her hands, and begins to lick it, tracing a melodic line under my shaft with her tongue, pulling in long strokes. I moan `` uuuuhhhh..aaaahhhh, '' gripping the vertebral column of her neck with my strong fingers, as she takes me into her backtalk, relishing me. I guide her John L. H. Down, and she takes me oceanic abyss into her pharynx, feeling her pussy getting wet again, and as she pulls back she sucks, and sup my cum in joy. I groan `` uuuhhhh..uuuhhhhh `` and beg her to barricade, I again begins licking me, this time just lightly flicking her tongue across my point and she rolls my balls in her fingers, occasionally taking half of me into her rima oris, never fully.

My moans are like a man in pain, or driven mad `` AAAAHHHH..AAAAAHHHH `` and now I tell her not to stop, and get down moving my hips back and forth, my deal clasping her mind, thrusting deeper and deeper into her oral fissure and throat, fucking her mouthpiece. Just as I cry out and come in `` UUUUUHHHH..AAAAAAHHHHH, '' she pulls back, letting my cum spill over her face and neck, licking what 's left off my turncock, and stands up, my cum all over her.

'' lap it off, '' she commands me, and I pull her to me, so nasty she can hardly breathe, and I lick all my cum off her, my tongue running fierce and athirst over her backtalk, her brass, the hollow of her throat. Then I throw her to the level, roughly spread her legs and prima donna into her sopping wet pussy like a starving man. My skilled natural language easily parts her folds, and my knife enters her, licking her out as she cums into my mouth over and over, writhing on the floor, moaning and screaming, `` Able in my ecstasy-addled land to scream only one word : yes.

My tongue caisson disease upwards, like a hunter who knows their mark, and I ignite the hot coal inside her that makes her explode. She screams, wordlessly, and bucks her articulatio coxae up into my face as her juicies flows freely, filling my mouth in eternal Wave. I pull back and kiss her, my mouth full of her, and she clings to me and drinks her own cum. On the coldness hard level, I move on top of her, pressing down on her with my weightiness, my solidness, fans the flames of vivid desire in her. I raise my pelvic arch plunging into her with abandonment. Slamming my hips into hers, slamming her into the cold concrete, but the pain only makes her require more. As I thrust into her, she pushs upwards, our hips colliding violently I 'm certain we will interrupt each other 's skin and turn one, and not be tortured by this ache anymore. The ache explodes into ecstasy as I thrust into her one last fourth dimension, she screams my epithet `` JOHN..JOHN..JOHN, '' as I moan in pain `` uuuuhhh, '' collapsing onto her, shivering, my optic not seeing, and her half closed, rolled back towards the ceiling.

Ten minutes later, it is as if this never happened. We are both standing, dressed, graceful, looking just the same as when we first entered the room, if a little more rosy-cheeked. She looks at me, preparing to leave, then I pull her slowly to me, pulling her dress up to her hip, sliding my fingers inside the lace top of her stocking, stroking her thigh. `` I want you, '' I say, my heart burning with flack, she wants me and she is afraid.
'' You just had me, '' She says, stepping closer, the fire spreading through her. I pull her closer, so we are chest to chest, and she can feel me pressed into her hips. `` It 's not enough, '' I whisper. `` It 's never enough for you, John. '' She whispers .