1. They


    Date: 10/15/2014, Categories: BDSM, Hardcore, Interracial Sex, Author: LaMaluca, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    “Want me?” It was a sentiment Leon heard during night and day dreams. Those words alternated in his wandering thoughts like switches in a circuit that were powered by his lust for her; conquering him during sl**p was no longer enough. He knew when she was on her way. Her arrival was preceded with a sensation that left his skin tingling, as if needle after needle pricked his feverish skin. Bleary eyes fluttered in fervor. It took only a reminder. His relapse could be caused at times by a clicking of heels on tile, the incessant drum-tap of fingernails on desk, something as simple as a swish of fabric out of the corner of his eye. A feather, like her earrings. Mocha, the color of her skin. He did want her. So badly he felt for the first time that he could kill someone if they stood in his way. She crawled from his fingertips down to the rapidly coiling arousal deep within him, retracing her routes with electrifying intensity when his thoughts grew hungrier. He hated and loved all at once how such power rested in her sensually cunning hands.Please stop, he wanted to cry out.You’re torturing me, killing me just with the thought of you. And there, as if beckoned from the confines of his mind, she appeared kneeling before him, dark and arrogantly sultry as she reached out to remove his hood. Nikita was here again. In his naiveté he once referred to her as angelic, but he knew her to be far more mortal now. She pushed the jacket from his shoulders and tugged at the hem of his ...
    shirt. He took the hint and lifted his arms clumsily; their gaze met as Nikita tossed the vest to the floor and spread herself across his bed. His eyes swept over that grinning face and the rest of her. A colorful brassiere, thigh-high argyle socks, dark blue thong. Cheeky tonight. He was too lustful to greet the younger temptress politely. And vice versa for her. His larger hands locked Nikita's roughly behind her back, and with one last longing kiss they began their nocturne ritual. He quickly unfettered his lover to pull down his boxers. She wriggled out of his grip. He had been anticipating that all along. Her legs straddled his waist but it only took one hard maneuver to get her under him. Yet Nikita didn’t resist. This succubine dance never failed to keep him riveted. Dark eyes exotic and piercing calculated his every motion. He released his grip over her wrists and licked his lips to relieve their sudden dryness. “Off with this for me, baby,” came his mumbled request into her neck. That deep, accented voice vibrated into Nikita's skin. She could not count the instances where that voice alone made her toes curl. Strong, calloused fingers strummed at her bra straps before sliding one off her shoulders and kissing them. He left the rest to her. She arched and reached underneath her back, bra undone with captivating swiftness. Her hands guided his eye’s line of sight from the one dangling magenta strap down to the tartan half-moon cups that clung tightly to her chest. Leon's ...
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