Smooth wet lips is all he feels on him, moving from his chin to his jaw, where a days worth of
facial hair is lightly showing. He could hear the faint sounds of moaning escaping her busy mouth, as well as his heavy breathing from the sensations she was making him have. A tongue slowly glides over his Adam's Apple, seductively licking, then taking her teeth and nibbling on his now red and wet skin. That's all it took. The tips of his fingers patiently and carefully traces down her covered torso. angsa bumps on her arms appear rapidly at the touch of his shaking index finger going over her hidden belly button. Rough callus finger tips touch her creamy bare skin as her lower abdomen is revealed oleh her sweater being slightly risen up.
“Take it off already.”
She demands, harshly.
“Shut up.”
He states.
They lock eyes, as if challenging each other. Quick and nervous small hands reach for his belt, but her eyes never leave his while doing so. The sound of a sabuk being unbuckled, and the cling of the worn metal buckle being undone is all that's heard in the small room. Eyes are still locked on one another, seeing what the other does next. The edges of the polyester material is being roughly pulled over her curly and teased hair oleh him. He messily throws the sweat flying behind him. A white open tip bra is what draws his eyes away from hers.
“Take it off already.”
He states, mockingly.
Her fingers obediently listen to his command, slowly reaching behind her back, and unclasping her bra. A loud nervous breath escapes her as the white fabric falls ceremoniously to the floor, and she feels the cool air in the room hit her bare chest. Admiration is shown on his face, giving a small pleasing smirk. berwarna merah muda, merah muda rosey cheeks come out from hiding, once she sees him staring at her.
Enough courage is finally rising within her to do the selanjutnya step. The silver cheap metal button from her acid-washed jeans, is released from it's hole, tampilkan a small sight of the puncak, atas of her white renda panties. A sound of a zipper being unzipped is what his ears hear next. Her skin-tight jeans hug her now-revealing smooth milky legs still, as her hands tug them down, until they drop around her tiny ankles.
“Come here.”
She whispers softly.
His breathing quickens, as he feels her hands yank down his loose pants, revealing his white-cotton boxers, and the tent in between his legs. The hands that were fidgeting oleh his sides, now reach for her left hand, guiding it to all of him. His blue eyes fill with even lebih desire than before, once she touches him underneath the cotton material. A long gasp passes from his open mouth, as her left hand works back and forth slowly and carefully. His now dry lips reach down, planting soft chaste kisses on her lips.
Soft kisses lead there way up to her forehead, giving small pecks. Her sparkling greenish-blue eyes look up towards him. He lifts up his t-shirt, letting a little spurt of light brown chest hair be shown, when the kemeja is removed. A cepat, swift right arms wraps tightly below her ass, gently rising her from the ground.
“Are anda sure anda want this?”
He asks, holding her.
“Yes... make cinta to me.”
She states, wrapping her legs around his mid waist.
Books, papers, and a lamp crash to the floor, oleh the back of her body being slid on to the wooden surface. He bends over, ciuman at her exposed chest. One of his hands, slips between the her and the desk, and gently puts pressure on the puncak, atas of her back, making her upper body slightly rise up from the surface. Her head falls back, as he leaves seductive open-mouth kisses on her chest, and her right rib, and then one right above her belly button. The edge of his nose lightly nuzzles the puncak, atas lining of her underwear. Her breath hitches at the action. His finger tips trace small circles on her panties, causing her stomach to shake momentarily from nerves. Her legs are extended straight out, as he begins to slide the underwear off of her. As he drops her panties to the ground, he straightens himself up, looking down at her. The sight before him was a sight he would remember for the rest of his life. His boxers are dropped to his ankles, as they are slipped off oleh him.
His man kap, hood is shown fully now, making her look. She bites the far left side of her bottom lip, knowing what is to happen next. Her legs loosely membungkus, bungkus around his waist again, ready for what was to come. The back of her hands lay against the desk, palms facing up. He leans in slowly, placing his palms on puncak, atas of hers sweetly, entwining there fingers together.
Their lips barely touch each others, tongue appear out in the open instead, tasting one another. A sudden feeling of pain and pleasure hit her, as he enters half of himself into her, ever so easy. He pauses, searching her eyes for approval, and her eyes dazzle, saying a pleading yes. lebih painful pleasure appears intensely on her face, feeling every inch of him inside her. She gasps out loud, slightly squirming, causing her to drop her head back, putting a stop to their tongues.
“Am I hurting you?”
He asks, breathlessly.
“Just go slow.”
She jawaban back, trying to control her moans.
He nods.
Slowly he moves in and out of her, causing her body to pindah back and forth on the desk, making the meja tulis, meja shake. Sweat starts to tampil in his chest and hers, from the work and pleasure. He grabs her hips, firmly, making him go a little faster and harder. Her fingers reach behind her head, clinching to the edge of the meja tulis, meja tightly, causing her knuckles to turn white. He quickens his speed, observing her reaction. Low pitched moans leave her, at the feelings she was having. It was coming, she could feel it, as did he. A flash of uncontrollable sensations went through her entire body, making her toes wiggle, and her legs and arms feel like jello. He feels her clinch around him, causing him to come after three deep thrusts.
Loud, heavy breaths is all that comes out their mouths. There was no talking, no nothing, just breathing. He straightens up up fully, bending his back, stretching. She sits up, folding her arms over her bare chest, now suddenly shy of her nakedness.
“Don't cover up.”
He states, looking her in the eyes.
“I'm not just going to sit here naked.”
“Lets take a shower, then.”
He gives a sly smirk, and she raises one eyebrow.
He had carried her to her tiny shower, and they had made cinta so many times in it, that the scolding hot water that was running down their backs, turned ice cold. Some how after their long mandi, shower together, they had ended up in her small bed, tangled in thin yellow cotton sheets. Exhaustion had taken over them, and they immediately fell asleep with their legs entwined randomly with each others. One of his arms laid loosely on her right hip, as the other one was becoming numb from her head laying on it. Their faces faced one another, because before sleep had taken them, they were looking into each others cinta filled eyes.
facial hair is lightly showing. He could hear the faint sounds of moaning escaping her busy mouth, as well as his heavy breathing from the sensations she was making him have. A tongue slowly glides over his Adam's Apple, seductively licking, then taking her teeth and nibbling on his now red and wet skin. That's all it took. The tips of his fingers patiently and carefully traces down her covered torso. angsa bumps on her arms appear rapidly at the touch of his shaking index finger going over her hidden belly button. Rough callus finger tips touch her creamy bare skin as her lower abdomen is revealed oleh her sweater being slightly risen up.
“Take it off already.”
She demands, harshly.
“Shut up.”
He states.
They lock eyes, as if challenging each other. Quick and nervous small hands reach for his belt, but her eyes never leave his while doing so. The sound of a sabuk being unbuckled, and the cling of the worn metal buckle being undone is all that's heard in the small room. Eyes are still locked on one another, seeing what the other does next. The edges of the polyester material is being roughly pulled over her curly and teased hair oleh him. He messily throws the sweat flying behind him. A white open tip bra is what draws his eyes away from hers.
“Take it off already.”
He states, mockingly.
Her fingers obediently listen to his command, slowly reaching behind her back, and unclasping her bra. A loud nervous breath escapes her as the white fabric falls ceremoniously to the floor, and she feels the cool air in the room hit her bare chest. Admiration is shown on his face, giving a small pleasing smirk. berwarna merah muda, merah muda rosey cheeks come out from hiding, once she sees him staring at her.
Enough courage is finally rising within her to do the selanjutnya step. The silver cheap metal button from her acid-washed jeans, is released from it's hole, tampilkan a small sight of the puncak, atas of her white renda panties. A sound of a zipper being unzipped is what his ears hear next. Her skin-tight jeans hug her now-revealing smooth milky legs still, as her hands tug them down, until they drop around her tiny ankles.
“Come here.”
She whispers softly.
His breathing quickens, as he feels her hands yank down his loose pants, revealing his white-cotton boxers, and the tent in between his legs. The hands that were fidgeting oleh his sides, now reach for her left hand, guiding it to all of him. His blue eyes fill with even lebih desire than before, once she touches him underneath the cotton material. A long gasp passes from his open mouth, as her left hand works back and forth slowly and carefully. His now dry lips reach down, planting soft chaste kisses on her lips.
Soft kisses lead there way up to her forehead, giving small pecks. Her sparkling greenish-blue eyes look up towards him. He lifts up his t-shirt, letting a little spurt of light brown chest hair be shown, when the kemeja is removed. A cepat, swift right arms wraps tightly below her ass, gently rising her from the ground.
“Are anda sure anda want this?”
He asks, holding her.
“Yes... make cinta to me.”
She states, wrapping her legs around his mid waist.
Books, papers, and a lamp crash to the floor, oleh the back of her body being slid on to the wooden surface. He bends over, ciuman at her exposed chest. One of his hands, slips between the her and the desk, and gently puts pressure on the puncak, atas of her back, making her upper body slightly rise up from the surface. Her head falls back, as he leaves seductive open-mouth kisses on her chest, and her right rib, and then one right above her belly button. The edge of his nose lightly nuzzles the puncak, atas lining of her underwear. Her breath hitches at the action. His finger tips trace small circles on her panties, causing her stomach to shake momentarily from nerves. Her legs are extended straight out, as he begins to slide the underwear off of her. As he drops her panties to the ground, he straightens himself up, looking down at her. The sight before him was a sight he would remember for the rest of his life. His boxers are dropped to his ankles, as they are slipped off oleh him.
His man kap, hood is shown fully now, making her look. She bites the far left side of her bottom lip, knowing what is to happen next. Her legs loosely membungkus, bungkus around his waist again, ready for what was to come. The back of her hands lay against the desk, palms facing up. He leans in slowly, placing his palms on puncak, atas of hers sweetly, entwining there fingers together.
Their lips barely touch each others, tongue appear out in the open instead, tasting one another. A sudden feeling of pain and pleasure hit her, as he enters half of himself into her, ever so easy. He pauses, searching her eyes for approval, and her eyes dazzle, saying a pleading yes. lebih painful pleasure appears intensely on her face, feeling every inch of him inside her. She gasps out loud, slightly squirming, causing her to drop her head back, putting a stop to their tongues.
“Am I hurting you?”
He asks, breathlessly.
“Just go slow.”
She jawaban back, trying to control her moans.
He nods.
Slowly he moves in and out of her, causing her body to pindah back and forth on the desk, making the meja tulis, meja shake. Sweat starts to tampil in his chest and hers, from the work and pleasure. He grabs her hips, firmly, making him go a little faster and harder. Her fingers reach behind her head, clinching to the edge of the meja tulis, meja tightly, causing her knuckles to turn white. He quickens his speed, observing her reaction. Low pitched moans leave her, at the feelings she was having. It was coming, she could feel it, as did he. A flash of uncontrollable sensations went through her entire body, making her toes wiggle, and her legs and arms feel like jello. He feels her clinch around him, causing him to come after three deep thrusts.
Loud, heavy breaths is all that comes out their mouths. There was no talking, no nothing, just breathing. He straightens up up fully, bending his back, stretching. She sits up, folding her arms over her bare chest, now suddenly shy of her nakedness.
“Don't cover up.”
He states, looking her in the eyes.
“I'm not just going to sit here naked.”
“Lets take a shower, then.”
He gives a sly smirk, and she raises one eyebrow.
He had carried her to her tiny shower, and they had made cinta so many times in it, that the scolding hot water that was running down their backs, turned ice cold. Some how after their long mandi, shower together, they had ended up in her small bed, tangled in thin yellow cotton sheets. Exhaustion had taken over them, and they immediately fell asleep with their legs entwined randomly with each others. One of his arms laid loosely on her right hip, as the other one was becoming numb from her head laying on it. Their faces faced one another, because before sleep had taken them, they were looking into each others cinta filled eyes.