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pants’ button, when Colton stopped her hand from moving. “No, let me”, he whispered to her, despite the loud thunderous rumbles coming from outside. Colton painstakingly, and with love and tenderness, removed Tiffany’s pants, panties and her socks. Thou Mother Nature was trying her hardest to distract the two of them, lust, adventure, the unknown, would not allow distractions. Fate was in charge, not Mother Nature. Colton, then removing his clothing, crawled up onto the bed, lying beside Tiffany. He, with his index finger, removed the hair from her eyes. Tiffany’s eyes, glowing from being in heat, sparkled in the darkness between them.
    Colton slithered half onto Tiffany’s warm body. He placed his hand on the back of her neck, lifted her head slightly and planted a passionate, lustful, aggressive-, yet-, tenderly kiss on her awaiting lips. Their hands ran wildly about each other’s bodies, both sexually and exploratory. Tiffany, now in full lust and heat, placed her hands on his ass cheeks, motioning him to be completely on top of her. The moment her, now extremely wet, trembled the moment she felt his rod, though pulsating, hard cock touch her skin. As Colton’s cock touched her inner thigh, Tiffany let out a soft moan. Colton, in a torturous manner, rocked his lower body from side to side, all the while, smirking satisfyingly knowing what this simple movement was doing to her. He suddenly stopped his disquieting motion, as the mere second he did, she grabbed a huge handful of hair aggressively, and in an uncontrollable reaction, kissed him relentlessly. Colton knew that Tiffany’s engine was purring like the engine of a new kitten nursing on its mother.
    The longer the foreplay continued, the more it moved to love, and less of lust. Colton slipped his manhood into her so awaiting cunt. He was rather large in width and length. Tiffany held her breath as he slid his throbbing shlong into the back of her pussy. He was gentle and kind in his pumping her fully of his member. There was nothing overly assertive, over aggressive with the way he made love to her. The lost each other in the movement and moment of their unbridled passions. With each flash of lightening that flared through the windows of her bedroom, made their bodies, though #entwined together, move in slow motion. Time stood still as Tiffany and Colton filled the room with love, passion and the smell of well-tapped pussy. Time and time again, Colton came within her. As well as, Tiffany letting her hot flowing juices drowned Colton’s lower body. Each hour that passed, the two, Colton and Tiffany, expressed themselves with body language. Colton’s cock never went soft. Time and time again when he’d blow his microscopic tadpoles into the back of Tiffany’s drenched pussy; it maintained the stiffness and erection. They took no breaks, no breathers, and no trips to the bathroom to either pee or clean up.
    Both were breathing like they’d run a marathon. They paused, looked at each other with contentment. Tiffany looked into Colton’s eyes. His face was sweaty, wet and hot to the touch. She placed her fingertips on the sides of his cheeks. “Sweetheart, I want you to fuck me with everything you have left in your body”, said Tiffany with love. Without saying a word, Colton pushed his still harden cock, all the way in until his balls were pressing against her beaver biscuit. Tiffany climbed backwards on the bed as he pulled his cockhead and cock deep within her. She could feel the head of his shlong hitting the back of her vagina hear her “G-spot”.
    Colton grunted and growled like he was an animal on a hunt. Thrust after thrust, he hit her spot, which makes her scream louder and louder with each touch of his cockhead. The room echoed with sounds bouncing off wall after wall. The firmer he gripped her lower arms, pressing them into the bed, the tighter her legs clamped tighter and tighter around his waist. It was hard for Colton to keep Tiffany