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"Oh my," she said in a low voice, impressed by the casual display of his strength and the reality of his size. As he settled down once again on the bed, his legs still kicking a little as he worked his shorts off completely she reached down, gripping his length in an overhanded grip, stroking reality it slowly. "You might want to get it a little wet first..." Atrin suggested as she raised herself higher, so her core was above the tip of his cock and she blushed a little, raising her hand to her lips. He let out a little sigh of pleasure as he felt her hand massaging her spit into the sensitive head of her cock before again lining herself up. She hesitated and he moved his hands to her thighs, not asserting control, but giving her a reassuring squeeze, his thumb tracing idly over the silkiness of her dark skin. "You ready?" She asked, voice low, eyes down as she rubbed herself against the tip of his erect cock, feeling it throb against her, a little intimidating in her size. He nodded simply and she nodded too, letting out a long slow breath as she, ever so slowly, began to lower herself down onto him. She tilted her head back, her hand moving from his length, letting both of her hands rest on his as she felt the thick tip spread her open, pressing inside her with an intensity she hadn't expected. "O-oh, oh god Atrin, I didn't, ah, I didn’t know it could feel like, mm, like this..." She whimpered softly, her voice quivering as she hesitated, gyrating her hips, feeling the light friction of his tip moving within her. "Feels good, right?" He chuckled a little, his voice betraying his own pleasure and she had to admire his patience with her, not that she was planning on making him wait long. Once again she started to move downward and felt more of his length slide into the welcoming embrace of her body, her pussy, tight and hot squeezed down on him like a vice and she had to move slow. It didn't hurt, on the contrary, it felt amazing, but she wanted to savour the moment, taking someone blowjob inside of her who not only didn't fear what she was, but could look into her eyes and smile. Rising and falling, slow and steady she began to ride him, the room quiet around them, no loud groans or the slapping of flesh on flesh as these walls were used to with their usual occupants, but something entirely more unique. She gasped and he squeezed her thighs on reflex as pleasure began to curl through their bodies, a single wonderful experience with two points of view, the General on his back, watching the exotic skinned woman with her slender physique, bald tattoo'd head and eyes like the night sky, her expression one of bliss as his thick shaft delved deep into the heat of her core, and the Inquisitor, looking down upon a body of strength, experience written on his chest teen in a network of scars, each, she was sure, with a story behind that she couldn't wait to hear about. She met his eyes and didn't need to soul gaze to know what he was thinking, it was written so plainly on his face, his affection, his desire, his lust, here and now with Atrin, all her worries seemed to melt away. She quickened her pace, his hands moving up, guided by her own to rest on her hips, his grip tightening slightly as he began to help her, lifting her up and letting gravity sink her back down. With that her moans again began to pick up, mixed this time by his own, rougher and quieter, but it was music to her ears all the same as they moved together as one, perfectly in sync with each others rhythm, the pleasure of his size in her tightness bringing them both to new heights. Finally, as their tempo built the sound of their bodies coming together started to sound out around the room, her hot wet core taking every inch of his hard length, the pleasure incredible, building and mounting within her far quicker than before. "A-Atrin! It feels so good! O-oh, oh!" The sync faltered as she shuddered in a burst of pleasure, unable to support herself as, yet again, her body was wracked by a climax that shook her to her very core. Collapsing forward she panted hard as their movements, for a single moment ground to a halt, her head resting on his chest, her breasts pressed snugly to the firmness of his muscle, the pleasure and closeness an intensely intimate mix. Atrin, not able to stand their pause for more than a second moved his hands around her, his strong rough hands gripping and squeezing her ass as, from below, he finally got to put his great strength to use, something that, amateur as a result of the sudden burst of stars in Avery’s vision, she did not object to. His hips moved rapidly, slamming himself home time and time again into her tightness, the sensations gripping his cock surreal as she rode her seemingly endless climax, expecting at any second the flame that had been lit within her to dwindle, but only feeling it swell. Atrin too was feeling the mounting pleasure build within him and he knew that his soon to be climax wouldn’t last nearly so long as emo hers, so he fought, tried to make the experience last as long as he could while not slowing his pace for her benefit, the bed creaking and groaning under them, more used to this sort of punishment. He felt his toes curl as pleasure overwhelmed him from within, seeking an out, and, as he felt the first tinder sparks of his inevitable orgasm rush towards him, the stupidest, most brilliant idea he’d ever had sprung into his mind and in a moment of pure curiosity, he just had to know. Yes, Daddy, I will. I answer: "Sylvia, if you are love sucking dicks you teen should know the following fact. When we started playing, we were greeted by a crowd that already knew us and the lyrics to our amateur songs. blowjob It, emo ah! you are making me feel . . ." Master I can't cum any more it will kill me. She smothered him with her cunt. Sam broke the kiss. My lesbian friends always warned me not to get seriously involved with bisexuals. There was a lot of giggling and joking about going to Tad’s room. Dave said “Why on earth would we need a dog. Tegan raised herself off his throbbing prong and sunk to her knees, enveloping him in her mouth and bobbing her head, working the glans vigorously with her lips and tongue as Sam’s body tensed, trying with every fibre of his being to hold back for as long as possible, digging for that bigger, more powerful release. Once, twice, three times. As Rebecca reality left the bedroom, I just sat there sated. The ceiling is interesting.