Thread: XXx Rage of the Heart xXx CLOSED xXX

RE XXx Rage of the Heart xXx Zaragnar LD xXX His frown confused her, and she assumed the worst. Cringing she didn't recognize his confusion as he lowered. As he gathered her thighs in his hands her hips rose to greet his mouth. Fingers moved and swiftly tangled in his hair. This was different. She felt his breath and squirmed, his tongue however... that caused her to moan loudly. The noise bounced along the walls of the room. Her eyes closed and she sighed. This was gentle and sweet and, pleasant. Her nerves lowered and her tears stopped as his mouth began to suckle and lick at her clitoris. Darren, She moaned her hips arching up against his tongue flicking along her mound that he feasted on. Orianne knew what an orgasm was, had a few but never was the build up pleasant. Each time before it had been pain, her husband working her with an object or himself until she bled and screamed out in orgasm. But this, this was different. What started as a delicate throb deep in her loins slowly built with each flick of his tongue and graze of his teeth. She grew wetter in his hands, his hair tickling her thighs as they shook at his ears. One hand snaked behind her head and gripped at the mattress and sheets as she lifted her hips. OH... oh. Mungu ndiyo ... kutomba mimi Darren. God yes... fuck me Darren. The language changed on her tongue, she was so close. The instant his dick slid home within her channel, leg high and against her heated body she orgasms. Pussy squeezing his cock as her nectar drenched the bed beneath them, Mimi kumwabudu nini kufanya kwangu. I adore what you do to me. She breathed out, her hands lifted and stroked his face as he wiped the tears way before his lips came to caress hers gently. It was beautiful, the way a mating should be. Helping him out she pushed her leg behind her shoulder and showed her true flexibility, also it made it easier to caress his body this way, something that made her smile. He went deep, deeper than he had before. She cried out in surprise each time he slid back in, the tip of his cock hitting her cervix and sending spirals of pleasure out from her core. When his lips left hers, the lewd sounds of their mating grew louder and he began to make new noises. Her breasts bounced with the force of each thrust he gave her, she cried out as his pounding grew her pleasure once more. It wasn't enough though to cum with him, his heat filled her and she cried out in pure bliss as the heat splashed her walls and coated her womb. His weight was comfortable on her, his deep pants sending his breath wafting across her own sweat riddled flesh. His lips pressed to her shoulder and thing his soft words caressed her ear. Orianne stayed quiet, she wasn't sure what to say. Feeling him still streaming his life giving seed into her body she rolled her hips up against his, her channel milking him for every last drop. Being at his mercy she was rolled on to his chest, her leg swinging down in the process. His cock pulled from her and their breathing quieted. Thank you Darren. She whispered softly as he seemingly drifted off to sleep. Once his breathing was steady and even the girl moved from the bed. Their clothing hung over chairs to dry, together. Slipping into the shower she washed quickly and soundlessly, her pussy throbbing from the pounding he had given her and the pleasure that pulsed thru her during her orgasm. Both pulled a smile to her lips. Once clean she slipped into her room and settled in the closet. On the floor there was the comforter, she used it as her bed. A fleece blanket was wrapped about her bare form and all along the walls and ceiling glow in the dark star stickers gave off their pale light. A worn teddy bear left to her by her mother, Storm sat in the corner keeping watch. Orianne patted its head and pulled it under her head as a pillow. As much as she hated her mother, she loved the bear. Worn out she slipped off into a comfortable sleep.