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My Last Morning With Melissa
Date: 3/22/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Anal, Erotica, Oral Sex, Reluctance, Author: Unknow user, Rating: 87.5, Source: sexstories.com
embrace of her sex had conformed to my shape and caressed it in the depths of her moist heat. I held her hips in my hands, dragging her back onto the length of my cock each time she was driven forward by the force of my thrusts. The visceral feeling of my shaft being so tightly caressed inflamed my already searing arousal, and the very sight of her writhing body made my blood run like quicksilver through my veins. Hot and thick, it coursed through me, making my entire body stiffen with a heated need that I could not resist. Soon, the erotic soprano of her moans began matching the fervid rhythm of my thrusts. Her feminine mewls set a rousing tune that merged with the subtle creak of the bed and the rapidly increasing metronome of the headboard thumping against the wall. The heavy bass of my breath thrummed deeply through it all, and together they grew into the distinctive and unmistakable opus that is the essence of unbridled lust. Perhaps it was because I was already driven mad with arousal, or maybe it was simply because a good, hard fuck was what she needed most. Either way, the result was the same. I was beyond any desire to be the creative lover I might have been, nor did I wish to long delay the inevitable and rapturous crescendo of our passionate symphony. At that moment, I desired only to take her as hard as I could, to see her body writhe and hear the prurient and torrid sounds of her onrushing orgasmic release. Through the narrow haze of my carnal thirst, I took in ...