close. She pulled away. The floor creaked underneath her. Kellam
approached.
“Don't
stop,” Feran pleaded
“The
doyen,” she replied.
She
turned, faced Kellam’s engorged, and purple veined penis. The meaty shaft had
given her pleasure and pain. She was determined to return the favor. She took
the shaft into her mouth bobbing up and down giving pressure with her tongue.
Her jaw ached from the strain, as her swallowed. Pulling away and sucking the
juicy tip, she stood and faced him.
“Make
love to me.”
Zisa
lay with her back against the headboard and her knees bent and legs apart.
“Unnnhhhh,”
she grunted.
His
deep penetration caused an ache in her center. She loved it. He moaned as he
thrust into her. He paused then exited.
“I
need more,” he said and yanked her down to the center of the bed.
She
knew what he had in mind. He wanted to open her up, so he could fit all of
himself into her.
“Open
fully and relax,” he said with barely contained patience.
His
meaty tip probed her opening. Then he sank. She wailed. He exited her with
one long stroke and plunged again.
Gods!
Yes! It feels good! Her body shook.
Her
mound stretched to capacity, she wondered. What have I gotten myself into?
Pleasure
consumed her brain as he changed angle and struck her clit. His thrusts became
stronger and shorter. His sweaty torso ground against hers rubbing his musky
scent onto her. She clung to him feeling loved and protected.
Heart
of mine. Feran projected nudging at her conscience.
She
lowered her mental shield and connected with him. Feeling the power of
Kellam's thrusts, he swore and broke away. She raised her hips to meet him
with each thrust.
“Gods
Zisa,” he uttered losing his precious control.
Tears
of pleasure streamed from her eyes as they grunted in unison with each thrust.
Kellam slammed into her, grinding her into the bed. Suddenly her arms flew
over her
head,
pinned down by an unknown force, he rode her to completion. Her body swayed
with his as he ground desperately whacked her cervix.
“Unh,
unh, unh,” she panted. “I'm gonna come!”
She
wrapped her legs around his bouncing ass wedging his enormous cock in her
center. She clenched and groaned writhing wildly. Kellam growled above her.
His cock exploded inside shooting his hot load into her tight center.
She
whimpered feeling him, saturate her insides, filling her with his seed. She
came again and squeezed.
“Gods,
she’s milking me,” Kellam cried above her.
He
tried to pull away but her muscles would not relent until he was empty. Spent
and slack, her muscles released their grip, allowing his limp penis to slide
out.
Sated,
she wiggled her hips feeling his cum inside her. She was full. She did not
think she could handle more. But Feran waited. He kissed and mounted her, and
slid easily inside.
“Mmmmm,”
he said as his mind connected with hers.
You
are still tight. I like it.
Yes
baby, she in toned back moving her hips in time with his.
I
feel his seed, Feran projected circling his hips. Do you want
more?
Yes
“Eeeep,”
she cried out as his cock stabbed her. “Please no.”
Feran
stopped and craned down to gloat. “I am in charge.”
She
and the bed shook as his skilled hips pistoned her. She swore in every
language
she
knew as pleasure assaulted her mind. She climaxed in no time squeezing him
tight. He swore in the Retayan and pulled out of her. Beads of sweat littered
his brow.
She
stared at him. Her eyes were wide like saucers. Was he upset?
“I'll
get you for that,” he mouthed silently.
“Sorry,”
she replied.
He
caressed her cheek reassuring her, that it was all a game. He flipped her onto
her stomach and lifted her onto her hands and knees. She relaxed as he
penetrated her deeply and rammed. He grasped her hips and swollen bottom. The
bed creaked and groaned. Her body swayed with his, connected
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