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| At this strategic moment, the waiter appeared with their food. Placing the platters of food onto the table, he asked if they would require anything else, and when they declined, he again left quietly. They devoured the food pratically whole, both of their thoughts on the adventures of the flesh that would begin when they got back to her place. She drank a good deal of the wine, and was flying high by the time they were finished. She felt as though she were floating on a cloud, high above the rest of the world. He had drunk sparingly because he would have to drive home. He was half worried that she might not hold him tightly enough, and thus fall off the bike, as he practically carried her outside. As they got on the bike he told her to "Hold on tight love, we'll be back to your place in a few tics, just hold on to me tightly" and he felt her arms snake about his chest, clutching him with all she had in her. He breathed a sigh of relief, and soon they were at her place. She was still quite drunk, though, and was stumbling toward the door. He held her up as she unlocked it, and when she got it opened, he picked her up, carrying her inside and kicking the door shut with his foot. At this point, he began to crush her lips under his, with her responding just as ardently. Their tongues intertwined, and he couldnt stand it any longer. He wanted her right then and there, so he lay her down on the couch, unzipping her pants and practically jerking them off. By this time she was just as hot for him, so she jerked her blouse off, and he unhooked her bra, pulling it off roughly. Then his lips were on her right breast, teasing her nipple with his mouth. One hand was rubbing roughly at her clitoris, and the other was at her other breast. She felt like she was being consumed, so hot was the storm spreading throughout her body. She arched wildly against his hand, but then his fingers stopped, and soon his mouth was down at her pussy, devouring her, and sucking at her clitoris like a tempest. His arms were wrapped around her from under her hips, holding her firmly to that gyrating mouth. She was climbing the heights of ecstacy, unable to control herself. Her body was jerking wildly as she came so hard that she collaspsed, unable to move a muscle. His mouth blazed from her pussy to her own mouth again, and she tasted her own juice on his lips as his tongue took possession of her mouth. He was growling in her ear, a feral groan coming from a deep place in his soul. She was helpless as his arms again snaked under her hips, drawing her lower body up to meet his thrusting cock as he buried himself to the hilt inside of her. She opened to receive him and she came again and again as he pounded away on her pussy with his throbbing, burning cock. When he came, he thrust hard into her and she felt hot jets of cum streaming into her convulsing pussy. Thoroughly exhausted, he lay his head down on her chest. She kissed him with a wild tenderness, and moved toward the inside of the large couch. He pulled himself up beside her, wrapped his arms around her, and buried his face into her neck. Soon she saw his breathing even as sleep descended upon him. She was more satisfied and content than she had ever been in her entire life, and she memorized the moment, down to every last detail. Her eyes grew heavy, and she slept the best sleep of her life, wrapped up in his arms with every part of their bodies touching, spent. |
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