"Tougher than post," I gasp, barely able to manage speech in the light of how good it feels. I love how she feels rocking back against me and it urges me on more, grinding and angles my hips so I'm pressing more against her clit as I slide into her.
I may not be able to take her completely letting go, but I want her to know she doesn't have to be as gentle with me or careful as she would with others. I'm not invulnerable, but I'm stronger and more resilient than most and she's welcome to take full advantage of that.
I slide one hand up her body, palming her breasts and squeezing, marveling at how anyone can have a body so perfect. It's not just the form that's perfect, but the movements as well. Watching her is almost as good as feeling what she's doing and damn if she isn't doing things that are driving me wild.
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Date: 2012-08-08 01:08 am (UTC)I may not be able to take her completely letting go, but I want her to know she doesn't have to be as gentle with me or careful as she would with others. I'm not invulnerable, but I'm stronger and more resilient than most and she's welcome to take full advantage of that.
I slide one hand up her body, palming her breasts and squeezing, marveling at how anyone can have a body so perfect. It's not just the form that's perfect, but the movements as well. Watching her is almost as good as feeling what she's doing and damn if she isn't doing things that are driving me wild.