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Glorious. That was the word Malcolm was thinking at that moment, as he felt Kelly pulsing rhythmically around him. She really was. Glorious. So pretty and pale and seemingly pure. With the cutest little breasts he had seen since junior high, and a tiny little waist and tummy, and that plump little rear end that was jiggling every time his hipbones smashed into it. And the slick, velvety pussy of a full-grown woman, caressing his shaft with every stroke.
Absolutely glorious.
And then he was cumming, spurting into her, filling her with his semen. Again. As he planned to do every chance he got, as long as he could.
Spent, he lingered over her, feeling his heart pound in his rib cage between her shoulder blades. Then he pulled out, took his weight on his knees, and began to kiss his way down her spine, while she shivered and purred.
He reached her buttocks and kissed his way down and across each of them, until his mouth was at the very bottom, where her cheeks met the backs of her thighs, an inch from her swollen and fragrant pussy. Then he drew the tender flesh there between his lips, and bit her, marking her.
She whimpered, but did not object this time. Either she didn't plan on Rory finding that spot this weekend. Or she had forgotten all about him.
I miss your updates to this and your Weddings story. I hope you come back to the site soon! I'm really addicted
I feel like this is just a rehash of the last chapter, which was a rehash of the first chapter...it's just a bit boring without any progression.
Such vivid imagery and such duplicity. Makes for potent erotic tension. Well done.