Oooh... [ He didn't quite echo her moan, it was a different kind of 'oh', one which was completely enamoured with the sight of her bursting with ecstasy. He never understood the sort of chap who'd plow in and miss all this; the desperate movement of her body, the way her muscles gripped, the sounds. Absolutely brilliant. Who knew Kenzi was so sexy? He was oblivious to it until last night.
And the way she held onto his hair? His toes curled. That was always the best bloody feeling, a beautiful bird's digits all twisted up in it. Or bloke, it didn't matter. Kenzi's hands happened to be extra nice. Likely because she was the first person to show any faith in him in a very long time. He found himself smiling for a moment, then he placed some little kisses on her chin, jaw, cheek and lips. ] Mm... mama's ready for it. [ He whispered horribly accented Russian. Look, it'd been forever since he spoke it, but she inspired him.
His fingers withdrew from her quivering heat, then he nudged his knees between her legs to spread them apart. Her thighs were hiked up along his trouser-clad hips, then he tugged those cute knickers side to line himself up with her tiny pussy. Glistening, waxed, delicious as all get out- Vex groaned as he rubbed his bulbous tip up and down her slit a few times before sinking home. To be honest, he could have just buried his mouth there and eaten her out all afternoon, but the way she clamped on him had his dick aching for more, so now he was getting it while the gettin was good.
Dark lashes fluttered as they closed, a strained groan crawling up his throat as he sank in. She was soaking but still so flipping tight. As small as a doll, as light as a feather, she made him feel like a porn star with a thirteen inch cock when he was only approximately half that size. For a brief second he had to wonder how the hell Mark had gotten himself in, but miracle upon miracles, she had taken them both. He was sober enough to really appreciate it. That tight-hot, velvety-silky, wet-squishy, heavenly sensation had his head spinning. His face dropped to bury against her neck, helplessly moaning out her name as he started to slowly hump her into her bed. ]
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And the way she held onto his hair? His toes curled. That was always the best bloody feeling, a beautiful bird's digits all twisted up in it. Or bloke, it didn't matter. Kenzi's hands happened to be extra nice. Likely because she was the first person to show any faith in him in a very long time. He found himself smiling for a moment, then he placed some little kisses on her chin, jaw, cheek and lips. ] Mm... mama's ready for it. [ He whispered horribly accented Russian. Look, it'd been forever since he spoke it, but she inspired him.
His fingers withdrew from her quivering heat, then he nudged his knees between her legs to spread them apart. Her thighs were hiked up along his trouser-clad hips, then he tugged those cute knickers side to line himself up with her tiny pussy. Glistening, waxed, delicious as all get out- Vex groaned as he rubbed his bulbous tip up and down her slit a few times before sinking home. To be honest, he could have just buried his mouth there and eaten her out all afternoon, but the way she clamped on him had his dick aching for more, so now he was getting it while the gettin was good.
Dark lashes fluttered as they closed, a strained groan crawling up his throat as he sank in. She was soaking but still so flipping tight. As small as a doll, as light as a feather, she made him feel like a porn star with a thirteen inch cock when he was only approximately half that size. For a brief second he had to wonder how the hell Mark had gotten himself in, but miracle upon miracles, she had taken them both. He was sober enough to really appreciate it. That tight-hot, velvety-silky, wet-squishy, heavenly sensation had his head spinning. His face dropped to bury against her neck, helplessly moaning out her name as he started to slowly hump her into her bed. ]
Oh, sweet, darling, oh, shit, Kenz...