Lovers Of Pleasure Kjv นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I want to close and clench my legs in utter pleasure but I'm afraid he'll took that as a sign that I'm backing out. I bit my lower lip and forced my legs to stay firm and wide open for his access. My eyes were shut tightly 'cause I couldn't take the over pouring pleasures gushing through my system. I can't believe we're finally doing this! "Ah!" I moaned as his middle finger successfully trespassed inside me. He crawled back on top of me while still playing with my private part. He began kissing and biting on my neck which only added more pleasure to my system! Fuck this! I didn't know it felt this good! Why did we even waited this long before finally having the guts to do it? Fuck that! We

"Fuck me, harder. I beg you." I gasped, letting all the pleasure I felt build low in my belly. "Ohh, Lord." I whimpered. It felt like he was right here with me. Dirty images of his fingers inside me, doing all sorts of things to me flashed in my eyes. Those lips—full, hot and can fucking pleasure me. I rubbed harder, my breathing sharp and ragged.

Time lost all meaning as we lost ourselves in the depths of our passion. In the midst of our fervor, a mischievous glint danced in the Lycan King's eyes. With a devilish grin, he whispered, "I have a surprise for you, my love." Intrigued, I arched an eyebrow, my body aflame with anticipation. What could he have in store for me? His hands, now gentle and teasing, traced patterns of pleasure along my skin. The sensation sent shivers cascading down my spine, a delicious torment that left me yearning for more.

Love was not part of their vocabulary, but lust was their mother tongue, fluent and unforgiving. As his pace quickened, so did her heartbeat, a symphony of carnal anticipation building to a crescendo that promised nothing but destruction in its wake. They were fire and gasoline, drawn together only to burn. And in that moment, Cathleen understood that there was no recovery from this—only the relentless pursuit of pleasure at the hands of her greatest adversary.

I caught the faintest moan that escaped his lips before he began to move with relentless determination. I arched my back, dug my nails into the bedsheet, and groaned in pleasure and a little pain. He’s pace was fast and rough… this was rougher than anything. He slid his length in and out. I feel like I'm about to lose my breath from the speed and pleasure he's giving me right now. "Ahhh... Wayne! That’s so good." “No. Yours is way more delicious, hon. You are so wet and thight. I want to fuck you so hard!”

After about five times I removed my soaked hand and smiled "Okay Chastity now you can repeat your truth the last time and get your reward only this time your pleasure will be twice what it's ever been. She shuddered as she opened her mouth. "You are my true husband and master. "OH GODDDD SO STONG SO GOOOOODDDDDD! Nothing you tells me to do is a sin because the Bible tells me to obey my husband. I CAN'T STOP PLEASE DON'T LET THIS STOP! I feel pleasure when I obey you because that is God's reward to me. SO MUCH PLEASURE WILL NEVER DISOBEY IF IT FEELS LIKE THIS EVERYTIME! If I disobey you, I will feel extreme pain because that is my punishment from God." By the end I wasn't sure if she was even

He flicked his tongue as fast and as hard as possible. Peter looked up to find his lover but her face was buried in pure pleasure behind her breasts standing like the two towers of Babylon, with only two words proceeding out from her mouth "Oh Peter! Oh my God!" That was exactly what he wanted to hear from her – his name and that of the good Lord.

"A-Aaaahhh~ Oooh! Kirk! Hmmmm! O-Oh my god!" Scratches down his back caused by my nails. The ardor I'm feeling intensified as he thrust faster and much deeper. Hitting my most sensitive spot and it makes me quiver. I never knew that pleasure was the most forbidden drug, much sweeter than ambrosia. Our eyes met and I saw passion, adoration and love in his eyes.

“Pain and pleasure are not opposites, Elias. They are neighbours, and I am the only one who holds the key to the gate between them.” She continued her exploration, her touch alternating between cruel and kind with no pattern he could discern. A sharp nip of her teeth on his shoulder blade made him yelp, followed by the soft, open-mouthed kiss that soothed the ache. A series of quick, sharp spanks made him gasp and moan, his body rocking with the force, only for her to gently stroke the heated skin, her fingers dipping between his thighs, teasing, promising.