fondled them gently, making her continue to be wet for him. His hands were rough against her soft and supple skin.
The texture only made the friction of his hands on her breasts more heated. He licked her right nipple and then sucked on it as he continued to fondle both of her breasts. He moved to the other, making sure that after he sucked on it, he would nibble on it. She'd never felt this much pleasure before. It was too much. She knew if Michael would do this to her all night, she would gladly be his slave.
A slave to pleasure. She never thought she would fall under such a spell. She was a smart woman, yet looking at her now as she mindlessly moaned and writhed under him, she knew she was possessed and even if she hated to admit it, she would rather feel this pleasure all day every day than to go without it. He continued to pay attention to her breasts, patiently preparing her for what was to come.
As soon as he felt he had given enough attention to both of her breasts, he moved up, planting soft kisses on her neck, her jaw and her cheeks until he reached her lips. He kissed her as he positioned himself in between her parted legs, his erection pressing on to her stomach. She moaned into his mouth as his fingers splayed her wetness again. He was not gentle now. Her walls clenched at his fingers as they entered her.
From two to three, she undulated her hips, welcoming him as his tongue continued to play inside her mouth while his other hand groped her left breast. He was in complete control and she loved it. She wanted to tell him that she was close again. The third time. She couldn't believe it. Before she could prepare herself to come, Michael deepened his penetration and pinched her nipple, making her come once again. She was powerless against him.
He sat leaving her still lying on the bed. From the bed, she heard something ripping. She then saw Michael rolling something on his erection, which pulsed in delight for what would happen next. She swallowed hard as he inched closer to her to hold her waist.
“Come closer, Jules.”
She moved close to him. He placed a pillow or two under her waist, which was high enough for his reach. He held both of her legs up and placed them on his shoulders before he positioned himself in her entrance. He held his erection and circled her wetness, making Juliana bite out a curse.
More stimulation, more pleasure. This was too much! Before she could demand that he take her right there and then, Michael plunged half of his erection into her, making her hold on the sheets under her. He continued to penetrate her as he held her still. He no longer cared for control. He was already at his limit. He groaned as she continued to moan for him. In and out he went, the walls of her mounds clenching him tight.
Juliana might no longer be a virgin but Michael had been her first and after all these years, she had never slept with anybody else but him alone. She felt a tear roll down her cheek as they continued their lovemaking. She wondered if he would ever grow tired of her. She wished he didn't. She wanted him forever. He stopped, panting, pulling himself from inside of her. She wanted to protest from the loss but she saw him sitting in the middle of the bed, beckoning her to do something more.
“Straddle me, Love. Take me as deep and as hard as you want.”
His words left her wanting more. She straddled him, uncaring for her high-heeled shoes that she still wore, which dug on the mattress. She moved up and down until she was sure she was ready to go deeper. She continued to move her hips sensually as he held her waist in place. They moved in unison, both sweaty and weary but sated.
They needed to end this night with a bang. As soon as she moved to get him deeper into her, he moaned her name as he came. Juliana followed soon after. They sat for a couple of moments before rolling to his side in the bed. They looked at the ceiling, wordless yet
The texture only made the friction of his hands on her breasts more heated. He licked her right nipple and then sucked on it as he continued to fondle both of her breasts. He moved to the other, making sure that after he sucked on it, he would nibble on it. She'd never felt this much pleasure before. It was too much. She knew if Michael would do this to her all night, she would gladly be his slave.
A slave to pleasure. She never thought she would fall under such a spell. She was a smart woman, yet looking at her now as she mindlessly moaned and writhed under him, she knew she was possessed and even if she hated to admit it, she would rather feel this pleasure all day every day than to go without it. He continued to pay attention to her breasts, patiently preparing her for what was to come.
As soon as he felt he had given enough attention to both of her breasts, he moved up, planting soft kisses on her neck, her jaw and her cheeks until he reached her lips. He kissed her as he positioned himself in between her parted legs, his erection pressing on to her stomach. She moaned into his mouth as his fingers splayed her wetness again. He was not gentle now. Her walls clenched at his fingers as they entered her.
From two to three, she undulated her hips, welcoming him as his tongue continued to play inside her mouth while his other hand groped her left breast. He was in complete control and she loved it. She wanted to tell him that she was close again. The third time. She couldn't believe it. Before she could prepare herself to come, Michael deepened his penetration and pinched her nipple, making her come once again. She was powerless against him.
He sat leaving her still lying on the bed. From the bed, she heard something ripping. She then saw Michael rolling something on his erection, which pulsed in delight for what would happen next. She swallowed hard as he inched closer to her to hold her waist.
“Come closer, Jules.”
She moved close to him. He placed a pillow or two under her waist, which was high enough for his reach. He held both of her legs up and placed them on his shoulders before he positioned himself in her entrance. He held his erection and circled her wetness, making Juliana bite out a curse.
More stimulation, more pleasure. This was too much! Before she could demand that he take her right there and then, Michael plunged half of his erection into her, making her hold on the sheets under her. He continued to penetrate her as he held her still. He no longer cared for control. He was already at his limit. He groaned as she continued to moan for him. In and out he went, the walls of her mounds clenching him tight.
Juliana might no longer be a virgin but Michael had been her first and after all these years, she had never slept with anybody else but him alone. She felt a tear roll down her cheek as they continued their lovemaking. She wondered if he would ever grow tired of her. She wished he didn't. She wanted him forever. He stopped, panting, pulling himself from inside of her. She wanted to protest from the loss but she saw him sitting in the middle of the bed, beckoning her to do something more.
“Straddle me, Love. Take me as deep and as hard as you want.”
His words left her wanting more. She straddled him, uncaring for her high-heeled shoes that she still wore, which dug on the mattress. She moved up and down until she was sure she was ready to go deeper. She continued to move her hips sensually as he held her waist in place. They moved in unison, both sweaty and weary but sated.
They needed to end this night with a bang. As soon as she moved to get him deeper into her, he moaned her name as he came. Juliana followed soon after. They sat for a couple of moments before rolling to his side in the bed. They looked at the ceiling, wordless yet
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