[ He's so reverent in this moment almost gentle, but that's not quite it - more like deliberate, delicate. He moves his hips with purpose to quench himself inside of her, but that doesn't happen - no, that passion, that eagerness just replaces the almost holy feeling he has inside of her. His still drooling lips curl upwards, the smile turning away from bliss into something more goofy, less spiritually as he gets more towards the base. And he moves his hands away from her legs now, to run them up her sides and scratch back down.
They have a lot to learn about each other, a lot more to do. He's apparently got to put a stud in his penis he's going to force her to pick out. But more to the point - ]
And now you want me to fuck you hard enough to break yer hips, right?
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They have a lot to learn about each other, a lot more to do. He's apparently got to put a stud in his penis he's going to force her to pick out. But more to the point - ]
And now you want me to fuck you hard enough to break yer hips, right?