"She leaned forward to kiss the tip of my nose and brush those perfect titties against my chest. I reached out, squeezed and pinched her nipples until they were the size and feel of marbles. 'Oooh, shit, baby. Bite them.' She didn't have to ask me twice. I bent my head and sucked those babies into my mouth and fuckin' went to town. Sabrina gasped, moaned, and squirmed. Fuck, it felt like old times. I finally eased her back onto the couch, dipped my hand down in between her legs, and found her pussy wetter than a muthafucka. My dick was so hard it was about to poke a hole in the couch."
"'Oh Jesus! Get me off. I'm so close to cumming I think I'll implode if I don't explode soon. You've got my balls making so much cream and sending my brain messages of urgency.' Mr. Trathan teased a little longer and then went for the cum explosion. It was more violent than he anticipated and more than he could consume. Gobs of cum oozed from his lips and dribbled down his chin."
"She shook violently as her orgasm hit her, forcing her to cry out and claw at his back and buttocks. Rogan came alive , taking joy in the sensation of being in love again, his mind and body as one. He groaned out aloud as he released days of stress and anguish, letting his body levitate into a state of ethereal bliss."
Choosing Hearts -- Diana Quippley
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"Eden wriggled back against him, her body shouting demands for which her discombobulated mind could not find words. Finally, one word staggered through the haze of her mind and reached her mouth. 'More!' she panted. Jansen's smile was predatory, victorious, as he plunged into his garden with gusto, alternating between fast and slow, and side to side. 'Is this what you want, baby?' Eden moaned. 'Is this what you need, Eden?' 'Yes,' she managed between gasps and groans. He reached a hand around and fingered her paradise, doubling her pleasure. A light sheen of sweat broke out all over Eden's body, mixing with the moisture that made Jansen's body shine. The mating dance went on for over an hour, each partner taking and giving equally, wanting to please and to be consumed. By the time they mutually reached their last pinnacle of lovemaking, and called out each other's names. Jansen knew he'd protect Eden with his very life, and Eden knew...she was in love."
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