"I like everything about you best!" he answered. Of course."That's sweet, but you know what I mean," she cued, getting to her feet with the lithe grac...e only a dancer could supply."What?"She stood before him, fingers laced and hands in front of her, slowly turning a little to the left, a little to the right. She was a shade over five feet tall and after the night's big meal, was perhaps up to 97 pounds. Her dark hair and big, brown eyes and fair complexion were perfect for the demands of the. .. I’m scared... and also a bit excited.”He started to very casually but deliberately, move in me, just an inch or two, as he held my hips.As he moved, knowing he was stirring me, he said, in his soft, slow voice, “You know you love anal. You took me almost effortlessly and CC is not as thick as me. You know you really want this. You want to experience the ultimate penetration pleasure, don’t you?”I had dreams about this, wondered what it was like, I desired two cocks in me. It is so nasty, so. I entered her on my first attempt and started to pound her mound like a caveman. She grunted with pleasure as I pushed myself deeper inside of her. The load I spent inside of her felt like the largest I had ever shot. I collapsed on to the floor and nearly fell asleep. However, Mrs. Swanson would not let me as she slid down the desk and pulled me close to her chest. She was sweaty and smelled like sex which was quickly becoming my new favorite smell. “Master must mark me, master make me. She tasted like wine and basil, and the fire between them built until it felt impossible to stop, to think, to breathe. The world slowed, and the kiss, which had started as aggressive, even violent, turned soft, coaxing, and all consuming. Ava’s mouth grew dry, and anticipation through flooded her body. The kissing slowed. Ava didn’t want to breathe. She didn’t want to think, and she didn’t want to move. It was a dream that she was terrified of waking up from. She arched her body upwards.