Written by RisqueGP
10 Oct 2014
A song for you
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'Oh my gosh, oh my gosh. I'm going to cuuuuuuuuum'. You don't have use words to let me know that you are enjoying this as much as I am. The cadence of Your breathing and the almost guttural moans are telling me all I need to know. Not that I can focus on much beyond Your hand in me, the short choppiness of Your breathing, the feeling of Your hair and brow on my stomach as You show me, let me hear how affected You are by my body's ability to let You in. You grin and give me that evil little laugh that I love to hear from You. That laugh joins in my squeal as I clamp down on Your hand. The pulsating of my insides beating in time with our sounds and breathless gasps.
'Stop', I gasp - breathless. 'Oh pleeeeeeeeeease stop', I start to wail. You just grin and ask me if I really want you to stop. My body is singing as I cum loudly. 'Ooooooooooooooooooooh, I can't anymore. There is nothing left!' I laugh, trying to catch my breath. 'Do you want mercy?' You ask. 'Yes please, pleeeease, pleeeeeeeeease', I reply as my body jerks and splashes into one more orgasm. The rhythm of our bodies slapping together adding to the loud sound effects that we have created. And with that You joined my song of orgasm and came long and loud.
There you have it. A song for you.