Spent for now, both collapse onto the bed, their bodies glisten with sweat. They've been fucking on and off for hours taking breaks after they each cum. The bedroom reeks of sex and cigarette smoke, the bed covered in sweat and cum. They have only one thing in mind..to make up for the lost time.
Cum is oozing out of her well fucked pussy, sliding down in between the crack of her ass. dripping onto the bed. Her pussy is screaming for mercy, but is begging for more at the same time. He's above average and thick. He knows just what to do to make her pussy cream over and over again. They just can't get enough...of sex, of each other, they want it all.
He's up off the bed now, tying her hands to the headboard, but leaving her feet untied. She loves wrapping her legs around him, pulling him into her. He's down by her feet, she tries to move away but he holds fast. Grumbling, she gives in.
He's slowly moving up her now, touching, tasting, exploring. Always new places to explore, to touch, to tease, to love. She's wiggling and pulling against the restraints. She realizes this is a useless task so she lays still, once again giving in. He's sending electricity throughout her body again and again with each touch of his fingers, lips, and tongue.
Her head is back, eyes are closed, and she's moaning when she feels his hot breath on her pussy before feeling his tongue on her clit. Pulling her legs up, planting her feet firmly or as firmly as she can on the bed his tongue attacks her clit and his fingers attack her pussy. Soon, all of his fingers are inside her, his hand, too. Fisting her again and again.
She growls, grunts, moans, groans, and gasps for air as he fucks her. She wants him inside of her again, but he isn't going to let it be that easy. He continues fisting her, she's arching her back, fucking in return. She cums harder than ever and ends up passing out.
He takes notice of this, he's been watching her from below. He gets up, crawling up her, he slides his cock hard and fast in her. She's sound asleep, she doesn't notice it. He fucks her hard and fast. Harder, faster, harder, faster.
After filling her again, he pulls out and unties her before laying down beside her. He lays there watching her sleep, moving her black hair away from her face with such care not to wake her up. She looks like an Angel, but she is his Princess. His Pagan Princess. And he loves her.
He's still watching her when she rouses from her sleep. She smiles at him when she notices him. Love is there in his eyes and happiness too.
She sees it, feels it, and wonders if it could get any better than this?
