I suddenly remembered the bottle andhurried to retrieve it before reinserting my arm through his and walkingthe six feet across to his home.It was the sparsely decorated home of a single man and I could recognisethe signs of where the untidiness had been swept up and hidden from theview of a visitor, it was something that I had done many times myself.As I handed over the bottle of Champagne he pointed to an ice bucket andsaid "snap". The food did smell wonderful, but the butterflies seemedtohave invited so many of their friends into my stomach that there waslittle room for food.I really wanted to remember this night forever, and began to look atevery detail of Paul. His hair was cut very short as required by themilitary. It was dark, but I could see that a few grey hairs had startedto grow in. His eyes were a dark grey and I found it very hard not tojust spend my time staring longingly deep into them.I could stop myself no longer, and felt that I had to kiss him again.Reaching up, my. Suddenly, there is no world, no muggers and rapists, no streets, no apartments, no bedrooms, and no beds. There’s only her, and me, and the constant streaming pleasure and power and energy between us, like bolts of electricity traveling up lightning rods. She sets a furious pace, and I’m up to the challenge, our combined sweat dripping down onto the covers, the bed springs begrudgingly accepting every blow as her hips crash into mine. When her abdomen and back can take no more, she flattens herself against me, and rolls beneath me, wrapping her toned legs firmly around the small of my back. I set the pace this time, a little slower, but firm and constant, instinct pushing me to drive my full being as far into her as possible. Our combined fluids coat my shaft, dripping down into her asshole and all across my balls, as she comes yet again, squirting just a tiny bit up onto each of our stomaches. The animal in me flares at the sight, and I bite my lower lip as I put everything I’ve.
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