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and again, his balls slapping against her asshole and adding a new dimension to her desire. Isobel’s arms slipped around him and her nails dug into his shoulders as she clung on for dear life while he pounded her into the mattress. They were both dripping with sweat, but neither of them noticed or cared. All they could think about was the pleasure that was coursing through both their bodies.
     
    Tyler looked down at her and thought that he had never seen her look so erotic or desirable. His cock ached as he thrust in and out of her, the wetness he encountered a mixture of her juices and his pre-cum. It took everything he had not to slam into her and pound her into the mattress, but as desperate as he was to explode, the need to make this last as long as possible was paramount. He was in absolutely no hurry to finish, and he slowed his pace down to a more languid one.
     
    “Don’t stop, please, Tyler!”
     
    “I’m not stopping, baby. I’m just getting started with you.” He had no intention of stopping any time soon, and could quite happily spend the whole day in bed fucking her. He couldn’t believe how much he’d missed her last night, and how joyful he’d felt when she’d walked through the door.
     
    Tyler bowed his head down for another kiss and then pushed his body up; making sure that his cock didn’t slip from her. While he slid in and out of her his hands stroked over her skin gently, and Isobel gasped as his fingernails lightly grazed over her sensitized flesh. Her back arched up off the bed as he trailed his fingers down to her pubic mound and found her clit, applying pressure and rolling over the top.
     
    He watched her face closely, gauging by her expression that she was close to climaxing again, and without warning he pulled out of her.
     
    Isobel groaned in protest, her body feeling suddenly vacant and aching to be filled again. “No! Please!” She sounded almost desperate as she pleaded him to put his cock back inside her, but her pleas fell on deaf ears as Tyler backed away slightly, pulling her up and flipping her over so that she was now lying on her stomach.
     
    He placed his hands on her hips, pulling her ass up as she automatically brought her knees up underneath her. Tyler loved to see her like this; open and wet, just waiting for him to slam back into her. And he was eager to oblige sliding into her pussy without needing to use his hands to guide himself.
     
    She knew from experience that this was one of her favorite positions. She had told him previously that when he felt her from behind she could feel his whole length as he buried himself in her. It was also a position that he loved because he could feel her inner walls grasping him like a velvet glove as he slid in and out of her.
     
    Tyler kept the tempo slow, gently gliding in and out so that the head of his cock pressed against her G-spot on the inward stroke, and almost completely came out of her on the outward one. He kept up the pace until Isobel began to push back against him, her cunt squeezing his shaft as she silently let him know that she wanted him to go faster.
     
    He bent his body over her back, reaching forward to take her hands in his own and holding them next to her head. As Isobel’s climax drew closer, her grip on his hands tightened as her pussy contracted in readiness. Wordlessly, she pushed Tyler’s left hand down underneath her, guiding him to her heat.
     
    “What do you want, baby?” Tyler’s voice was gruff next to her ear. “Is it this?” He pressed his hand into her, his finger brushing over her swollen clit. “Do you want me to finish you off?”
     
    Isobel groaned. “Yes!” The single word held desperation, and there was no way that Tyler could deny her what she wanted.
     
    He started to slide his finger over her pussy lips, touching his cock as it slid in and out of her and then bringing his finger back up to roll over her clit. She tightened her grip on the hand she still held and he