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We both moaned as I gave into our desires as the head of my cock parted her swollen labia. With one steady, firm movement, I pushed myself deep into her wet pussy. Her cry was music to my ears as I held myself still, letting her tightness envelop me, welcoming me home.

And I was home.

Trying to control my breathing, she wrapped her other leg around my waist, holding me tightly against her. Ever so slowly, I began moving as I watched as she was overtaken with sensation. Her pelvis rocked in rhythm with my movements as I devoured her mouth with my own. Lost in my own delirium, my head was filled with lust, dizzy with the desire I felt for her.

My heart burst with love.

Releasing her leg, I framed her face with both my hands as I molded my lips to hers, continuing to move deeply within her. I could feel her legs wrap around my waist, her pelvis arching up to meet mine. Her arms cocooned me as her nails gripped and raked at my back. A heady sensation of pleasure and pain evoked something deep within me as I began to plunge deeper and harder into her.

Tearing her lips from mine, she gasped for air as she buried her face in my neck.

I could hear her moans of desire as she held onto me with all her might.

Her body gripped me hard as her core clamped down on my cock, making me want to weep with pleasure. I heard her sighs turn into what sounded like expressions of agony as her vaginal muscles gripped me hard and deep. A primal groan ripped from her throat as her body stiffened in an all-encompassing contraction of ecstasy.

I pushed my cock into her as far as I could go and held my position, and watched, enraptured while an orgasm raged through her body. After several seconds, her body released the initial contraction then waves of convulsions continued to ravage her as she gasped for air. Eventually, I felt her body relax. Her legs released the hold of my hips, her arms let go of my back, and her head sank back onto the soft mattress.

All I could think was how beautiful she was, lying beneath me with flushed skin and an expression beaming with blissfulness.

Still, inside her, I brushed a strand of hair out of her face as she opened her eyes and smiled at me. “You’re so beautiful,mia Amore,” I said tenderly, leaning down to lightly kiss her lips.

Slowly, I pulled out of her body. Just as my penis left her, I felt a pang of separation that caused me to wince.

I turned her over so that she was lying on her stomach.

I straddled her lower legs, stretching upward to caress her shoulders, then spread my fingers wide and firmly but gently. I trailed both hands down her back, buttocks, upper thighs and stopped at her calves. I pushed my hands upward, applying pressure, and stopped about midway to her thighs, then rubbed down and up.

I let the very tips of my fingers brush the crack between her buttocks, and her back arched. After a few more passes, my fingertips dug deeper into her buttocks, and I purposefully separated her cheeks before rubbing downward. I pressed more deliberately into her flesh with the palms of my hands as I continued rubbing her inner thighs and buttocks.

I said nothing as she began to squirm.

My face was drawn to her flesh, and I began to kiss her delectable firm ass. I placed tender kisses all over her delicate skin as I inhaled her intoxicating scent. Occasionally, I give her a small little love bite with the front of my teeth. I could tell this drove her crazy as her writhing and occasional moan proved she was becoming aroused.

I moved upward and kissed her back, again giving occasional love bite.

I felt her body respond with small shudders of tension.

I moaned when she reached behind me and sank her nails into my sides. I stretched my body on top of hers, pressing her into the bed, and buried my face in her hair, and whispered, “Raise your pelvis, Tesoro.”

Doing as I instructed, I reached for a pillow and crammed it under her pelvis.

Then, I lowered my pelvis, pushing her back down onto the pillow. I couldn’t get enough of how responsive she was to me. Allowing me total control, knowing that I would never hurt her. She had given me a gift of her trust. One that I would never take lightly.

I pushed my hand underneath her belly and began to fondle her navel.

She gasped then gave a long, deep moan, and I could feel her hips try to rise, but I held her down with my pelvis. She tried to move with the sensations I was making her feel, but I was too heavy, and I wasn’t giving her an inch of free space. She was helpless, and all she could do was endure every luscious tug of sexual tension shooting through her womb.

Her moans were music to my ears.

Her breathing increases.

I could see a fine sheen of sweat breaking out all over her body as I manipulated and teased her body into oblivion.

Removing my hand from her belly, I positioned my cock at the entrance to her vagina then pushed deep into her.

Sheer ecstasy.

Layla groaned one long deep groan in response to the fulfillment she’d been craving.


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