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2005-05-05 - 1:26 p.m. Slowly I slide up your body, devilish smile stretched across my face, my hands glide up your smooth feminine arms to your wrists; which I quickly tie together. The portrait of shock painted across your face illuminates the moment further as I slip gently inside your deep, dark, damp cavern and pause a moment, devilish smile still intact, before pumping your juicy smoo hard and fast until I see that familiar look of orgasmic pleasure begin to wipe over your stunned face. Just as the moment of supreme enlightenment approaches I tare myself from your womb and slither down your long slender legs, tying your ankles to opposite edges of the bed leaving you exposed to the nippy winter air. I munch on your moist little muffin, playing with your hard cherry nipples as I do, until your dipping over yourself and the bed. The veins in my cock clearly visible as I plunge back into your pleasure box, pounding you until the bed on which we lay is soaked with a mixture of the throws of our passion; teasing you continually, keeping you right on the edge. As the hours pass your erotic moans and screams of passion weaken with your tiring body. A desperate look echoes from your face; you know soon you will be tired to take anymore, yet still you ache for that electric tingle to reverberate throughout your body. My hand cradles the back of your head as I thrust harder, faster, not stopping this time, your hope almost faded turns into inspiration as finially you feel the hot, burning rush of your climax sweep from your pussy over your body like a military unit conquering nation after nation. As your flood gates are unleashed your slipper joy juice gushes from deep inside you. Then in a moment of triumph I clench tightly at your body and squirt forth my seed. Moments latter we lay there, a tangled, sticky mess of damp flesh. You begin to drift off to sleep to reply it over and over in your mind.
<:Previous::-::Next:> Milkslave says: "Practise safe sex" 
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