Thread: XXx Rage of the Heart xXx CLOSED xXX

RE XXx Rage of the Heart xXx Zaragnar LD xXX Oblivious to the girl's condition and thoughts, Darren watched and assumed that her glistening eyes were with tears of joy. He wasn't aware that she was in pain. Hadn't realized it that she was in agony. The man believed that she was just shocked at his size and length. Besides, with all the responses she'd given him, where she'd touched his hip and hand during the joining -suggesting that she was liking it-, as well as the moans he thought he'd heard, how was the man to notice she was suffering? He thought she was used to being mated and perhaps find gentleness in sex somewhat boring. Then again, there was the beast of lust residing within him. It was the only way he knew how to show his affection by being rough. Thus was why Darren frowned when she begged him to be gentle. A moment of confusion lingered over his mind as he studied her beneath him. Despite of her submissive posture and compliance, there was a hint of hope sparkling from her saddened eyes, yet with a look of disappointment though. The man wasn't entirely sure what had caused it. She'd not ultimately refused him but didn't seemed to totally accept him either. Something had gone wrong somewhere and Darren knew not exactly when. Nevertheless, his moistened manhood was aching and leaping with anticipation to get back inside her. There was no stopping him until it was seen to the end. He have to finish what he'd started. Lowering himself, Darren gathered Orianne's thighs in his arm, hooking the limbs as he brought his mouth to her nether lips. His breath washing over the slits before his tongue darted out to lick at her clitoris. Once again he flickered his tongue over the entrance, tasting her honeyed juice. Then, he wrapped his mouth around her sensitive bud, teeth gently holding her in place before his tongue expertly teased, swirling and flicking her. His facial hairs tickled her inner-thighs and the abdomen. He'd locked her legs in place as he pressed his mouth between her legs, feasting on the juices of her pussy greedily. Repeatedly and for another tormenting moment, Darren teased, suckled and licked her. It was as if an untamed beast was licking the meat it was about to devour. As time passed, Darren couldn't quite tell just how many times he had toyed with the flaps and clitoris. But he was confident that the girl have enjoyed it, at least that's how he'd like to believe after hearing the cries that'd probably escaped from her lips. Slowly, Darren began to tower atop her, bringing his dick over to her wet nether lips. He lifted one of her legs up in front of him while pushing down on the other. Staring unto her face, he entered her as gentle as he could manage. It was a good long stroke to the length of his stiffed rod before the bag of jewels touched her bottom. The man groaned with delight. He have to admit, it was different yet still delicious nonetheless. Darren stilled himself as he leaned in, testing her flexibility as her knee came towards her chest. He reached for her face, wiping the tears off her cheeks with one hand while the other supported his weight. Darren went for her lips once again, kissing her softly before he finally moved, slowly humping her with long strokes. He took his time on his way out, scraping her insides oh so meticulously before he plunged himself back in, gradually pushing himself up against the meat within her, almost forcing himself into her womb. Eventually, the man could no longer restrained himself. On its own accord, his hip started to pick up the pace. Encouraged by the slick and squishy sound as well as due to the probably excessive lubricant formed between her legs, the tempo inevitably changed. He left her mouth and pushed himself up, shifting his weight to his groin as he groped at her breast. He was about to cum and she could probably feel it too given the sudden expansion that's within her. Darren gritted, firmly grabbing her bouncing breast with each intensified thrust until finally, with a violent shudder, an indescribable explosion blasted and spurted out from his manhood, pumping his thick and hot seed deep inside her. The man then collapsed atop of Orianne, panting right next to her ear as he remained motionless. He sniffed in her scent and kissed her shoulder, silently appreciating and admiring the warmth her body admitted. Hnngh argh! an exclaim of satisfaction rumbled from his throat. You're beautiful, Orianne.. he whispered. Unable to immediately pull himself out from her softness, the man found himself still pulsing inside her, pumping more sperm into her than he thought he could. At this rate, Darren thought the next round might be closer than he'd ever wanted to. She was utterly amazing. However, fatigue due to his restless travel back home was starting to get to him. Hence, with one hand holding the girl, Darren rolled himself over, freeing her leg to get onto his back and have her resting on top of him. He felt himself slipping out of her before his eyes went shut, his chest still heaving. A hand stroked the back of her head, obviously pleased. How will the two interact from then on was a question Darren wouldn't want to find out just yet. For now, he simply wanted to rest with this magnificent creature in his embrace. So Darren listened for a while, wondering if Orianne have got anything to say before he succumbed to slumber, adapting unintentionally on the typical after effect of men right after an intercourse.