“He was especially worried about her hands. What if she sprained a finger? Instead, she reassured him, showing her strength by holding him firmly, showing her admiration as he grew harder, thicker in her hands. He gasped and moaned, but felt inspired to take control, to show her how beautiful he thought she was. With his tongue trailing across her small pale torso and down between her legs, he brought her to tingling shudders as each of his palms lightly caressed her breasts. Once inside... her, he took his time, careful, as if he might break her pelvis. He wanted this to last, and she didn’t seem to mind his slow pace. She craned her neck up to lick and kiss his tensed shoulder muscles. Her fingers grazed his back while her legs, shifting as they wrapped around him, rubbed tenderly against his thighs. Their bodies became almost liquid, sliding together, easing, slowing if they too soon approached the inevitable end.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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