fingers in her mouth, I liked how she nibbled them and caressed her tongue, burning her breath. I was delighted to watch her incredibly beautiful breasts sway to the beat of my movements, and I was accelerating perhaps not so much to make her happy, how to shake them, satisfying my visual whims.
- Baby, sit on me, - I said with intermittent breathing, my breath was like after a light sprint.
I walked out of it and leaned on my side, letting my leg out of her under me, lay on my back, she made me happy for about half a minute with a blowjob and sat on top of my knees above my belt.

I spent a couple of times with the end of her shiny lips with moisture and she sank down on him so that I almost completely entered it. I kept my hands on her bust by giving her vulgar compliments, yes, I adored her breasts from the first moment I saw her (not her breasts, but this gentle girl).
She moaned so beautifully, stroked my palms on her forehead, and slid her fingertips along my forearms, sometimes scratching my torso. I put one hand on her neck, she bent down a twitch to grab my thumb in her mouth and began to suck it and sometimes biting a little stronger measure, I'm afraid I will need ice soon. I took my finger out of her mouth and squeezed my hand around her neck. It is difficult for me to understand where this strangulation comes from in me, but I began to squeeze my hand, squeezing her throat, and I felt how much her pulse was beating, as if anticipating danger, like a songbird trying to break free from the nets. What is it, my alter ego, my Mr. Hyde or the standard sexual deviation caused by frustration or the inner need of a person to destroy the beautiful? I am tired of this reflection. I already wanted to just fuck her, forgetting everything, plunge my nature into primitive burdens.

I came out of her again, she sat with her knees in front of me, I sat with my hands on my back and legs spread, between which she was, she masturbated with one hand, stroked my testicles with the other, and we kissed, kissed I don’t know how much, as if trying drink as much as possible from each other. She is so fragile, innocent and victimized, I wanted to prevail over her, subjugate and conceive. I began to walk behind her back, parallel to kissing her neck, every millimeter. I put my hand between her shoulder blades and began to bend her, she easily obeyed, mentally I caressed her, saying that she was my Fata Morgana, my Beatrice, my Atrum Regina. She put her hands on the sofa, standing on her knees, I ran my hand along her back, slightly pressing in the middle and she, understanding the hint, bent her back, her ass parted, opening the way to her pussy, she moved her body asking to enter it, I stroked her palm legs, straightened his erection with his hand a little and re-entered it as deep as he could.

I held her waist and telling my movements. I took her hair with a force jerking them, she screamed a little, I pressed against her with my whole body and clutched my teeth to the place of the neck where it passes into the shoulder. I clenched my teeth with force, controlling it, rigidly pulling on the tail, as if it was my prey, my victim, and she could not escape anymore, I fucked her with brutal force and roared like a beast, feeling all my primitive essence. Her moan delighted my ear, I would give everything now, just to finish it, I so wanted to leave a part of myself inside her, but now it will be a colossal disrespect for her, for her health. I already felt the first urge to ejaculate. I raised myself with her, still sinking at her with my teeth and holding my hair.

“I will be soon,” I whispered in her ear.
She lay on her back, and with her hand pulled my dick very quickly, caressing herself with her other hand. The movements of her body were so smooth and feminine, she was like a cashmere shawl, fluttering in the warm August wind, so gently she squirmed.Her lips were compressed in sweet bites and her eyes were covered. I felt how my seed rushed to reach her very breasts, having watered them with her fervor, she smiled and made a gentle, drawn out moan. I admired her, I could not take my eyes off her, I was pleased to see how the drops of my sperm flow down her chest, as she strokes me between my legs, I was glad, I hope she too.