[there is nothing about him that doesn't fit against her body perfectly. his hands had taken her breasts in full, his fingers had stroked her in a dizzingly perfect way and now this. his cock fills her and she feels every inch as he pushes inside her, closing her eyes to savor the sensation of being filled by the same hardness she'd teased with her fingertips. she can picture it in her mind, the knowledge that he's inside her causes her to tighten around him involuntarily as she catches her breath.
bracing herself on the mattress, first with the palms of her hands, then lowering herself onto her elbows, felicity drops her forehead to the bed, then tips it to the side, blonde hair spilling down her back and onto her face. she pushes it back, then looks over her shoulder at him, eyes darkening with lust. her breathing is quickened and she's practically panting as she eases back to fuck herself against his cock, hoping he doesn't hold back.]
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bracing herself on the mattress, first with the palms of her hands, then lowering herself onto her elbows, felicity drops her forehead to the bed, then tips it to the side, blonde hair spilling down her back and onto her face. she pushes it back, then looks over her shoulder at him, eyes darkening with lust. her breathing is quickened and she's practically panting as she eases back to fuck herself against his cock, hoping he doesn't hold back.]