I bury my face deep within your love nest. As you grow nearer, you began calling my name, your legs tighten around my face. You hold the back of my head as if clinging to life itself. As your moans grow louder, I began to feel your love muscles tighten around my face. Just as you began to explode with a fury, I shove my tongue far in your entrance, as far as it would reach. I could feel the pulsating waves of your muscles, as your lady juices flowed. The taste of your nectar sent pleasure from one end of my body to the other.
I move my way up to meet your eyes, now slightly glazed, with lust. Slowly I rub myself against your now dripping entrance. Almost as if knocking on a sacred door. Little by little I ease the tip of my now throbbing manhood into you tight virgin world. knowing of your innocence I slow my wanting thrust to a minimal. Shortly thereafter you adjust nicely, and slowly I give you more, from there the discomfort is gone, and your body and mine, become as one.
I lift your legs slightly, to offer another position, and also to reveal your love spot. This position allows me to touch your pleasures, while deep inside of you. I began by rubbing your clit, and within a minute, you explode in a wave of extreme excitement. This was almost enough to send me into a whirlwind of pleasure, but I held back.
Again I work my way up to your eyes, again we kiss. Again I re-insert, this time taking long even strokes, harder and harder. You began to buck underneath me like a pony throwing a rider. The harder I thrust, the more you buck until there is an unstoppable rhythm. As our bodies glide with the sweet we produced, the excitement grows with extreme intense. As I feel you began to shake. You reach your extreme peek, which sends me out of control. I explode with a vengeance, as you send electricity in and through my body. You scream out a loud moan of passion and yell to your maker. As she gave her innocence to her lover, he gave her his heart and soul. Soul mates throughout time, that could only survive the full force of natural passions.
Crows,,,