Hotness of a man

She wanted salvage well I could give her that

Her gaze followed mine laughing, she brought a hand up and

wiped the trail of semen coursing down

the inside slope of one breast up to her

lips and licked it off. Glancing at me

once more she said, “I don’t deserve

you, but I will be grateful to God, to my

dying day for giving you to me!”

She came up on her toes then and

kissed me even as her breasts mashed

into my chest. My hands found her curvy

bottom and I lifted her up against me as

we both kissed each other with the

passion we felt for the other.

I growled into her mouth as I felt my

shaft harden up all over again. She

pulled her face back and looked me in

the eye with interest.Meeting her gaze, I said, “Remember

later that you asked for this.”

That said, I propelled her up higher

and draped her over my shoulder. She

gasped and I groaned at the feel of her

nipples pressing into my back.

Savagely I kicked my boots off and

when they were gone I stepped free of

my pants and ripped the door of my

house’s open. Going through the kitchen I

reached up and grabbed a handful of her

skirt and yanked.

The dress came free of her wide

flaring hips and the side of my face

pressed in against the warm silk clad

side of her bottom. She wanted savage

well, I could give her savage.Grabbing a knife up I with care

slipped it beneath the edge of her shorts

and ripped upward. The tight fabric split

and one half of her luscious bottom

spilled out. Taking the knife I made short

work of the other side and I threw the

knife aside and ripped the rest of the

shorts off with my hand as I made it to

the bedroom.

With a long relished desire I let my

hand settle over her bare bottom and the

feeling of finally being able to touch

something I had so lusted for was

overwhelming. My c**k had never been

harder.

I tossed her onto the bed and she

landed on her back. Instead of fear she

gazed up at me with desire for more. I ripped my shirt off and growled, “Take

yours off.”

She did so awkwardly all the while

her breasts were bouncing with the sway

of her movements. She handed me the

shirt as my gaze was directed to the

curly mat of red hair marking her pubic

region. Her pressed together thighs were

soaked with moisture. She was so

beautiful!

Feeling like a beast, but not willing

to pull back from being so I took her

delicate wrist and bound it with the

sleeve of her blouse. Reaching over her

I looped the blouse through an opening

in the headboard and pulled it tight. Her

arm went up above her head and with

molten surrender to be my willing play toy she lifted her other arm off the bed

for me to tie it up too.

I did and getting onto the bed, I

speared my fingers between her thighs

and forced her legs apart. This was all

new to me, but I knew where to put it

and leaning forward I nuzzled the head

of my shaft into the tight wet folds of her

sheath. I had no mental reserve of

control left in me.

Falling to my elbows I bit into the

side of her neck and forced every last

inch of my shaft into the sheer tightness

that was her. She cried out and her hands

pulled against her restraints, but she was

securely tied.

My teeth left from biting her to kissing her as I with a heavy pressed

groan shoved the thickness of me into the

hot welcoming depths of her over and

over. I knew she had a past, but that

didn’t matter in the here and now. She

seemed as tight as any virgin could of

been to me and what did matter was that

from this day forward no other man

would stretch her open with his shaft as I

was now doing.

She was my territory and savagely I

now staked my full claim to it. Crying

out breathlessly, her hips lifted up

against my down plunging invasion and

she suddenly became as tight as a vice

about my shaft.

Groaning, I yanked free of her clasp

only to force her open again to me. She was screaming and writhing beneath me

with her hands pulling at her restraints.

Dimly I realized that it was my name

she was calling out over and over.

Thanks to her earlier easing of my urge

to come with her mouth I felt no need to

come now and instead I soaked up the

pleasure of what it was like to be in a

woman, to feel her breasts, and hear her

cries of pleasure.

This was sheer delight and I thanked

God for it even as I relished one more

deep slide into her as she was clasped

tight in yet another o****m.

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