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Click hereBaily eased out of her and dealt with the condom. Talaya rolled on her side and snuggled up to him, making a damp patch on his thigh as she did. In the evening light he found the covers and pulled them over the two of them. A drowsy warmth seeped in.
* * *
Talaya opened her eyes. How long had she dozed? This wasn't her room, her bed - and who was this? Her head was resting on a man's chest. The man gave the top of her head a sleepy kiss. The afternoon's delight came flooding back - which also explained the ache in her pussy she could now feel. Sticky. Tender. But so worth it! A hand tickled her back. She purred.
"Talaya, are you awake?"
"Mmmnm, a bit."
"I love you."
"Mmm, yes. I love you too, photography boy."
"You can be my Met-Art girl anytime."
"As long I get laid as good as that each time, I'll be happy."
"Not as happy as me!"
i don't often find authors of your caliber on this site. The language, the scenery, and characterizations and imagery - all sublime!
Thank you for such warm and intelligent smut.
-a
When sex and love become an act so spontaneously, a mutual acceptance of each nears perfection of love. Now only time can seal their coupling.