Melancholy Paradise
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Thick raindrops caressed the windows of the vehicle in a natural curtain of privacy. My pussy grew wet as she tenderly kissed me. This couldn’t be the last time. I refused to believe it. Everything but this exact moment in time and space rejected. Her head was in my hands, that thick dark hair, her pouty wet lips–god, I needed her.My hands shoved into her jacket, grasping her breasts through the cotton and lace.“Natalia,” she exhaled my name, reaching between my legs.“Please,” I begged softly.Those pouty wet lips moved to my earlobe, my neck, delicate fingers rolling a nipple beneath my shirt. I unfastened my jeans for her. Kissed her madly when those delicate fingers pushed into my willing pussy. I moaned, and she bit my lip, roughly stroking my g-spot.“Oh my god, Ellie…” kocaeli escort bayan My head rolled back, following my eyes. “I need you,” she husked. I nodded.She slid into the back seat, pulling me along. Ellie peeled off her jeans, then mine, my shirt, then hers. My nipples were in her mouth, familiar, lovely, her fingers in my sex, comforting and needed. She licked my pussy to the symphony of a thousand raindrops in the glow of the dashboard, suckling, teasing, nursing my clit.“My turn,” I said, pulling her away from my spread thighs when I couldn’t stand it any longer. She turned to sit, allowing me to hover. Her breasts were bigger than mine, soft and full with perfect fucking nipples. She was the picturesque brunette; sweet face, pert tits, a tiny waist with an kocaeli sınırsız escort ass juicier than a spring peach. Her cock was beautiful, too. It strained in my hand, precum oozing from the slit. She gasped sweetly when I took the head into my mouth.Ellie’s cock was home. I knew every curve; the wide tip, the thick shaft, the way her smooth balls hung. She was so yummy, so sweet, fisting my blonde hair as I sucked and hummed. Our eyes locked as she pushed up into my throat. No one could undo me so well. She was so powerful and I felt so petite, kneeling between her legs, taking her big cock however she liked.“Ah Natalia, I’m gonna miss this.”A fissure split my heart. She saw the tear escape the corner of my eye, holding my head as izmit anal yapan escort it bobbed up and down. I kissed her dick and stroked it with love, took each ball in my mouth and gently sucked, pushed her thighs open and licked her ass.Ellie moaned, tilted her hips, my face buried, tongue massaging that delicious little star. She must have met her limit. She pulled me up, settled on the center of the backseat, and guided me to straddle her. Darkness swallowed everything beyond our little melancholy paradise. There was nothing but us. Her face nestled between my breasts as I slowly sat on her throbbing appendage and mewled. She held my waist and encouraged me, up and back down until I met her hilt and we sighed.She filled me to the brim, pressed against my g-spot from within. My hips rocked a little, catching her breath.”God damn, you’re so tight,” she grunted, squeezing handfuls of my ass.I watched her nuzzle and lick my tits, wishing I could bottle this moment. The perfume of a fresh storm and sex. The feeling of being fucked by her, in love with her.
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