Sculpting the Curves of Alexandra Paris
It can be our secret.” I wait…
“Fuck it, yes.” She looks at me for the first time since this conversation started. XXX She wants me; I can feel her mind reaching out to me. I slide down her body raising myself up only high enough to allow her leg to get by me allowing me to be unhindered between her legs. However I cannot show you anything unless you want me to, it won’t mean anything then. I lift myself a bit off her keeping myself deep in her. She throws her arms around me and for the next few moments we hold each other fiercely and kiss. Our breaths blow into each other’s face as we stare deep into her eyes. Thunder booms within her as the blood lust rushes though her veins and pounds in her ears. Repositioned I slam deeper and harder into her. I close my eyes and use my hands as my eyes and see threw my fingers.
