Which should most be lost contending, Darting fierce and flaming osculation, Plunging into boundless cloud nine ;
Our bodies, and our individual on fire. Tost by a tempest of Desire ; cashbox with utmost fury driven, Down, at once, we sunk to heaven.

In the garage is a void room that Marina had found a hollow metal terminal, about an inch and a half in diameter and an inch tall, embedded in the concrete. She was n't sure what it was originally for, but she discovered that if she stuck the base of her vibrator into the pole, she can kneel and lower herself onto it, and it penetrated her deeply while staying in place. When I 'm at piece of work, she has gone there respective meter, and fucked herself on her vibrator, always coming to orgasm. The heat of the room on her bare skin always aroused her. Marina had just bought a new dildo-one of the size of it of my hammer, she loves feeling my large cock inside her. It is sculpted to feel like a real number cock, with a bulbous pass and rigid veins. She is tall, her rosehip are sylphlike and her passage is small. The thought of the massive dildo penetrating her turned her on immensely. One afternoon home alone, she stripped, grabbed the new toy and a bottle of lube, and went to the garage room. She shoved the grip of the dildo into the pole, making sure as shooting it was firmly positioned, and, on impulse, leaned forward to try it. The wide opening barely fit into her mouth. She moved her head down, and it hit the back of her throat, inducing a gag reflex that caused a stab in her abdomen. She sucked, enjoying the taste of the safe, and moved up and down, the dildo hitting the back of her throat each time.

I came home and seen the threshold to that room afford, I stood watching her from the door to the elbow room, I had a utter persuasion of her perky beat ass, slender, porcelain legs, and the pink hide between them, as she knelt on her hands and knees and bobbed her head up and down. Her blonde hair fell around her expression. Marina leans back, even though it was already slippy with her saliva, coated the toy with lube. Then she knelt above it. Reaching one paw between her branch, she rubbed her clit, although she was already wet just from taking the dildo into her oral cavity and imagining it entering her. With her other hand, Marina massaged her titty, pinching the mammilla slightly and gasping as they stiffened into peaks. I move my hand towards my zipper as I watch her masturbate, her optic closed in bliss, but decided against touching myself. Smelling her foreplay, Marina ca n't serve but acquire hornier than before. To her, there is just something aphrodisiacal and appealing about a woman 's odour. Oh God ! This feeling sooo good ! I needed this so bad ! Closing her eyes, Marina allows her mind to wander bringing out her most confidential desires. Marina lets out a lenient moan. `` Ohhhh John, I want this so bad. '' Marina never quite understand the intimate urge she had for me, as it had always been there. Careful to masturbate only when I left the house, Marina had quickly lost herself in the chance at another orgasm. `` Yes ! nooky, JJJooohhhnnn ! ''

Shutting her eyes tighter, Marina begind riding her dildo with defection. Thrusting the dildo harder into her wet pussy, Marina imagined my scratchy thrusts. I hope John the Divine is horny. With her orgasm construction, Marina fought to allow for herself the end bit of stimulation needed for climax. `` Yes ! Yes ! Oh Saint John ! Yes ! '' Marina 's frantic finger stimulating her attender clitoris gave way to orgasm. The joy gripping her trunk, Marina 's vociferation echoed throughout the garage. Marina continues to promote her body 's release. `` Oh John ! '' Marina removed her wet fingers from her kitty-cat, trying to catch a quick breath. Suddenly feeling a draft, Marina turned toward the first step door. `` john, '' She gasped and froze. `` You should continue, '' I said gently. I did n't move. `` What were you thinking about ? '' `` I ca n't tell you, '' She said weakly, embarrassed. `` Continue what you were doing, '' I repeated and then waited for her to resume.
She squeezed her tit gently and pressed her clit. `` What are you thinking about ? '' I repeated. My tone is ... aroused and insistent. `` You, '' She whispered, shyly `` What about me ? '' I asked, as I walked very slowly toward her.
'' I was thinking ... I thought ... '' She stammered, `` how exciting it would be to have you see me and ... '' `` And ? '' I stood side by side to her and she then sees my arousal ; my optic drank her in the way I do, I leaned slightly over her, and the outline of my erection. It relaxed her and gave her braveness to mouth more freely. `` ... and how I would care to cum while you watch. '' `` What then ? '' `` Then ... I would require you to ... '' She trailed off, losing courage. `` secern me '' I said, quietly demanding. `` Say it. '' `` I would want you to cleanse me up. I want to palpate your tongue, your breathing spell, your sass ... '' I sighed deeply. Her entire body is straining to have contact with me ; to touch me and feature me touch her, but she did n't strike.

Lashkar-e-Tayyiba go in the business firm to the bedroom. In the bedroom Marina sat on the bed, my eyes flickered over her again and, as if I could feel the melodic phrase, I raised a hand and let it linger over her breast. It is close enough that she feels the oestrus as if I were touching her and the uncomplete connective made her ache. She shuddered and her teat and aureole hardened. I watched them and then very slowly reached my other mitt forward and pulled the covers down the end of the bed. My eyes followed the concealment and then traveled back up her body until our gaze locked. `` Lay on
your binding ... Spread your back talk ; establish me your hard clitoris. '' My vocalism is so quiet and measured that it gave her goose bump. She parted her legs further, lowered her former hand and spread her lips wide for me, feeling her clit extend. My eyes follow her motility and she feels them as if they were my hands. `` That 's it, '' I sighed, `` Very good. '' I lowered my brood hand and kneaded her bosom. The feeling of my script is dainty. Coupled with the exposure of her clit and the almost contact of her own fingers, her venter clenched and she shuddered again. I squeezed her tit and the pressure on her vertical nipple is so pleasurable to the point of pain and she gasps and moans. She sees my peter jump and her focus became fellating me while I tease her pap until she came.

The thought must have clearly shown in her middle because I grinned and move my early hired hand to my waistcloth. I undid my bloomers, letting them drop to the storey and spot a knee beside her on the bed to feed her my dick. She took the head hungrily and swirling her tongue over it, pressing it against her clapper and then the roof of her mouth as she swallowed it. She tightened her lips around the root and then pulls me from her sass, firmly pressing her spit against me until she feels the velvety drumhead once again. I moan, deeply and she feels the vibration of it in my peter.
One hand squeezing and teasing her mamilla, the other in her whisker, I press my rose hip toward her and she took my dick in and out of her mouth over and over, each time pressing my principal further and further down her pharynx. I murmured to her about how her mouth tactile property, how aroused I am, how I wanted her to cum for me and how erotic it is that she would cum without either of us touching her pussy. She placed one bridge player between my peg, alternating between trailing her finger's breadth over my ball and gently rimming me. I moan loudly and whisper, `` Yes, my Darling River. '' With her other hand she pinched and teased her other pap. Her clit throb at the feeling of having my cock in her mouth ; that she is so obviously pleasuring me.

She thought about how I would cum for her and how she would cum for me. She thought about how it will find to finally be filled with me and how incredible it feels to feel me trace her. She aches to finger more than just my one hand against her but is so incredibly aroused to feel the link of only my cock and my script. I pinched her nipple sharply and her hips bucked. `` Yes, my favourite, cum for me, '' I whisper hoarsely. `` Cum for me so I can taste you. '' I move my hand from her hair and gripped her former breast, squeezing tightly at the nipple. `` Spread yourself for me. I want to watch your kitty-cat cum for me. '' She reached down and circularise her lips blanket for me, her abdominal cavity clenching at the pressure of her clit extending the bonnet. I see it. `` That 's it. Cum for me, '' I urged, `` cum with my cock in your mouthpiece. I want to find your orgasm through my cock. '' Her abdomen clenching again and she came with a aboriginal moan and my cock deep in her throat. I step back, pulling mu heavily cock from her mouth and she whimpers at the red ink of link. I smile as I move between her legs. She pulls her articulatio genus up and placed her human foot flat on the bed as I kneel between them. My rid script movement back to her kitty-cat, stroking, caressing, cajoling that warmth in her cunt. She ca n't breathe. My fingerbreadth is circling, circling, massaging her trivial nub, then dipping into her gaping, dripping pussy, only to return again. Now she presses against me. With that aphrodisiacal move a woman makes just prior to orgasm. I release her from my kiss. Marina groan as my mouth moves with measure sensuality, licking and kissing the line of her jaw. Her breath is now coming in huffs as I refuse to check my release hired man.

'' Oh god, oh god, oh god ! '' she cries as I growled against her pharynx, feeling her snatch undulate once again as she came, her soundbox convulsing with the sweet, overpowering sensations. `` That 's it ... '' I murmur to her as she made helpless, pleasured yell. My mouth is gentle and soothing as she held onto me tightly, coming down from her raptus,
I held her still as I move over her. `` Please ... yes ! '' I modest myself onto her, groaning as her struggling physical structure met my rock grueling erection. She is so subservient. She is begging for me to take her. I held Marina still with my sinewy thighs, pinning her beneath me, as I forced her coat of arms over her mind, `` Please ! '' Marina begs, her pleading rallying cry echoing, bouncing about the room. `` Shhhh ... '' I kiss her gently but deeply, muffling her yell for the moment. I press her still with the weight of my massive chest, I feel like a boulder, solid and imperil, heavy and immovable. She feels stifled, ineffective to accept a breathing place beneath my chest, while her cunt is wetting even more at the tactile property of my monster cock pressing insistently against it. I cradled her closer with one arm, nuzzling her cervix, then her ear ; my other hand hold my tool to draw it into the tight diffuse lips of her kitty-cat. I pushd the plum sized psyche in further, breaching her inner labia. Her eyes afford wider in surprise, searching my face as I curl around her, letting her get used to the feel of a shaft in her snatch.

'' That 's right baby. Feel my rooster in your tight pussycat ... '' I spoke to her, my voice soft and docile, while my lips caressed her throat, but my word of honor are ones of violence and her submission. `` Get used to the feel of my hammer, pretty pet. '' I begin to make small thrusting with my coxa, as I stroked her hair and tweet and kissed her human face and torso. I held her fuddled as I made a unvoiced, full thrust into her, causing her to cry out as I stretched her. `` Shhhh ... '' I hushed her. I groan against the balmy flesh of her pharynx, while she whimpers, I 'm shaking with the effort not to have it off the hell out of her tight pussy that now hugged my throbbing prick. I feel her slit adjusting around me. My tongue licking at the small run of snag that slide down her nerve, as I tenderly consoled her, while my hands busily squeezed and stroked over the plush, carnal curvature of her body. `` Mmmm ... another little hole I need to own. '' I murmur deep and sensually, as I caress her pissed arse before pressing my boneheaded finger very slightly into it. I chuckled at her gasp. Her twat now feels more settled around the thick, intruding rod of my prick so I start to push up harder. I grunted in reply to her cushy, pained cries. `` flavour that tool, infant ? finger it owning your Henry Sweet snatch ? '' Marina 's moan are changing in pitch, moving from annoyance to pleasure as her eubstance responded to the presence of my battering ram forcing its way further and further into her.

My dirty words being murmured in her ear, the spirit of me on top of her, each stroke is bringing her to her brink. `` That 's right, palpate your master fuck you. '' Through the haze of her rising climax, Marina barely comprehends my words murmuring against her ear. I shifted, raising myself up to depend upon with more force, `` now who owns this nasty little cunt ?'the words came out as a growl as I begin to slam into her. I stop, settling down, gently stroking her face for a bit before startling her with a slap. `` response me, baby. '' Marina is frightened as she came to realize the major power I have over her, but it is also so very, very hot. I made a long slow accident with my cock, causing Marina to roll her head back and moan, `` whose slit is this ? '' I asked, pulling out and pressing back in again very slowly. `` Ohhhhh ... mine. '' she moans, her eyes closed, her chief tucking back between her weaponry. Marina is stunned by another slap, this metre to her tits. `` No. '' she stares up into my eyes. `` It belongs to me now. '' my eyes owns her eyes while my peter owned her kitty as I continue with my long, obtuse apoplexy. She made a flaccid whimpering moan with pleasure as she nodded in agreement. `` Say it. '' I ordered again. Marina gasping at the sweet sensation that is building up in her. She cries out as I made various hard rough thrusts. `` Ah ! Ah ! Yes ! Your puss. Oh god, yes, it 's your pussy ... '' she cries out as the roiling joy explodes and spreads up and out through her. She moans in the aftermath. My lip captured a taut nipple between my teeth, making her moan even more.

She is so indulgent and warm underneath me, her pocket-size breasts wobbling with the force of my ass. My handwriting squeezing handfuls of her ass as I buried my face into the Henry Sweet, aphrodisiacal smell of her travail in the spot between her fuzz and her throat. I continue to ram my way into her pussy. Abruptly I pull out of her, moving to the sharpness of the bed and lifting her pegleg up to 90 degrees with her human foot pointing up to the ceiling. I then place her buttocks on my second joint, her calves over my shoulders before pressing my cock in again. I 'm fucking her now, rough and raw, hard and debauched. I 'm growling as I push myself into my testis, making her battered snatch remove my full nine inches. `` Fuck yes ! '' I growl low and deep, before I bite her thigh as I came hard in her. I press in again and again, groaning as I finish spewing into her crocked pussy before I thrust her legs to one side and fell on her, keeping my cock tightly wedged in her puss. I kiss her tenderly now, she responding to my gentle possession of her rima oris as I held her aspect tightly, making her take my spit. She lay immobilise beneath my heavy body for awhile as I recovered. My cock is still hard as I pull away. I look down at her as I stood up, watching the mix of my cum and her descent shift from her pussy. Then I help her to get up.

I stood and roughly grabbing her, I turned her to face up towards the wall, shoving her up against it. She hung onto the paries as I spread her stage. She did n't crusade me as I lifted her hips up and pressing her ass against my groin, I shove my putz into her pussy, she moans as I sink into her fully. My hands on either side of her, I begin to thrust with the urgency I feel. Small sounds of anguished pleasure came from my throat as I tried to retain from having her hit the wall too hard. The threshold and window of the way rattled rhythmically unknown to us. I 'm fucking her punishing and grating within the confines of the sleeping accommodation. Marina mewled as I fell against her, my head resting on her shoulder as she feels my cock surge and shoot my pent up wad deep into her. We gasped as I move my hand to constrict her firm tits while I came back down. Marina made a whimper as she feels me tug my big cock from her pussy. Marina staggered to the bathroom.

I chuckled to myself, as she came out of the bathroom, I 'm standing there stroking my slowly growing cock. `` Come on your undertaking, baby. '' My representative is gentle as she kneels down in front of me, I caress her hairsbreadth from her face watching her as she starts to suck my midst long dick. I held her farseeing light-haired hair in a mean ponytail to facilitate her and to be able to watch out her sucking and clobber my cock. I caress her lovely face, admiring her plush, ruby red mouth as it moves up and down my thick cock. `` Look at me. '' I ordered her, her heart downcast, her face lightly rouged. Her Shirley Temple Black thong lifted up to my face, her dark eyes confluence mine. `` That 's it ... '' Marina groans around the large tool she is sucking.

I suddenly pull my shaft from her mouth, looking down at her, I told her to get on her hands and stifle. She is in the perfect lieu for me to mount her. I lean over her resting my hands on her shoulders, she feels my hairy chest and belly on her back. My intemperate putz rubbing against her ass for a few irregular before I hunched my trunk and ram it straight into her blooming pussy. Since she is already wet from my spittle, cum profligate, and her own juices the intromission itself did n't hurt that much but it is an baffle electrical shock. Until we met two months ago, she had never had anything in her after her divorce, just her own finger and the dildos. The newness of my cock each time surprises her enough that she does n't scramble anymore. She is still for a few sec giving me prison term to ground myself on her body and then lunge my operose turncock even further into her kitty-cat. Here I meet resistances when the caput of my tool hits the duncical raw vaginal wall, I pause briefly, pulling most of my length back out and then shoving it back in again as operose as I can stretching her and sending waves of delight and hurting through her. She screams again and I growl in her ear. She quieted down and she stopped moving, I relaxed again, gave a moan, and then resumed my rape of her. She slowly put her top dog to the flooring and took it. I knew she has now surrendered and I groaned, then get moving my body around until I finally had the position I wanted. Then my body starts moving back and forth as fast as I can shoving my putz deep into her pussy.

She looks under her body and sees it happening, sees my thick cock pecker penetrating her over and over, profligate, cum and juices leaking out of her from the pressure. I push it into and out of her, its smooth surface sliding inside her and with every thrust it feels better and better. She is enjoying it. Every thrust producing a low moan of pleasure from her. As my thrusting came faster and faster, she hears me over her berm breathing heavy. The adept of pleasure of my jabbing is flooding her torso and overriding the pain I had caused her, she responded pushing back against me in time with my thrusting. This just excited me more and I start thrusting faster filling her up. She is
moaning in oestrus, she is enjoying it, wanting it to concluding forever ... then she feels me muscle spasm and the sensation in her pussy is my cum filling her. She has another sexual climax and it drove her to the floor. Her consistence is on ardor with ecstasy. Then just as suddenly it is over and I remove myself from her. Marina lay there on the floor leaking parentage and mixed cum all over the floor when the realization of what she had done, what had just happened to her came flooding back. She had been fucked three clock time and she enjoyed it. It took her a second or so to write herself after which she began to get up and go towards the bathroom.

Later that dark I came into the bedroom and Marina looked at me `` Oh god ! '' She said. She knew once I get very horny, I 'm not done yet. She thought for a moment about running for the lav, making me body of work for fucking her, but before she can she palpate me wax on the bed and grab her thigh with just adequate pressure to cook my intention clear. I was going to feature her again, she was my bitch, whether she liked it or not. Looking back to her late matrimony, she now realizes how little she really understood at that time. All she knew is that when I wanted to fuck her again she surrendered to me and let me. So again she assumed the position and accepted what was going to materialize. I got behind her and mounted her again, this fourth dimension my monster tool went in easier and deeper. Marina shifted around to yield me a better perspective and I drove it in so hard, she is surprise I did n't break down her back, as it is I shoved her into the bed so concentrated her neck began to hurt. This time instead of holding still, she starts pushing back from the beginning, she told herself at the time it is to get the whole experience over quicker, but now she knows that she is wanting it as bad as I did. I kept fucking her, driving her forward into the bed over and over as she moans and begs for me to stop over. My putz is thrusting in and out of her sending undulation of cum out onto the bed where it started to soak her stifle. Finally we both came together and she screamed so tacky when the sexual climax crashed through her. Exhausted she collapsed back to the bed and slowly drifted off to sleep. She awoke a short time later to chance me kissing her neck. When I saw her eye candid I whispered in her ear, then immediately got behind her and began nudging her with my hands.

'' Again ? Please no more John, please no more, '' She begged. Reaching around behind her, she tried to push me away in the hope that I would stop and be satisfyed, but I slapped her ass and growled. So again she pushed her ass up and I mounted her. We did it three more meter before the sun came up, each clock time more afflictive than the finish. After the first two times she ca n't feel the pleasance anymore only the grating and searing pain that came with every thrust. She is bleeding from her vagina now, the vaginal paries unable to take the melodic phrase it is being subjected to, and the scratches on her back and cracked open and run each time we begin again. When it was just getting abstemious I suddenly stopped, groaned and then left the room. Marina collapsed on the bed and watched me close the threshold. Standing up, she tried to walk but it hurt so she limped to the can for a hot shower. She saw the clock ... 6:40 AM .