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Tonight, he wantsmy folds with his thumbs, he slides his cock slowly inside My toes curl from the stretch The pleasure is different than earlier, but it’s no less intense Heme time to adjust, and when my inner muscles soften around the intrusion, he thrusts deep and fast

Perspiration beads on his forehead His powerful chest is ht of the fire Deep shadows run over his face and the grooves of his biceps as he grabs s I want to watch the spectacular show, but when he rolls ers, ht of er I dropofin my body

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This pleasure is different too It’s darker It doesn’t come without pain, but the disco every inch ofas he sinks so deep that his groin is cushioned betweenis hard and fast, the way I suck air into s uncontrollable I inhale the s and s in ain

When he finally starts puasp I sh in our anal play to take it I crave it, even The pain intensifies until it beco or falling The only awareness left in my consciousness is the extreme need to come

Orgas like this is er When I finally break, a wave of intense pleasure tears through me Like a violent ocean, it rips me apart, slams me to pieces on the rocks and washes the devastation ashore My , only partially conscious of Alex still thrusting betweenin Russian, but my mind is too mushy to translate the words He shoves one last time before he freezes, his taut body locked deep inside

All e hybrid of pain and pleasure rackmy back with his chest, and kisses —how I’th to answer him, I let him stroke my side while I pretend I’m safe in the cocoon of his ar more words of praise, but I can only internalize the sensations and another kind of sting that reverberates in my heart

“Stay,” he says, pressing a kiss to my temple

I flinch when he pulls out I must be really tired because despite the fact that I slept all day, ain I barely focus on Alex as he crosses the floor, grabs a box of tissues fro me up, he takes the blanket from the sofa, drapes it around me, and lifts me into his arms