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yinsukin:
Suerte
It all felt like it happened at once.
Suerte's chest began shrinking and expanding along with the inhales and exhales of her breath. For the briefest of moments, the seconds within seconds, she held Justice's body aloft, only to drop him as she cried out in pure pleasure. He had pushed her voluptuous breasts up, the aggression alone enough to send sparks through her body. However, as she felt the hard warmth pressing against her panties, she couldn't help but yelp. Only once it had finally touched down there that she realized,
She was damp.
And so, he not only had drawn blood but kept the momentum of the battle going. She stared at his muscular body with the eyes of a hungry wolf who realized that the mouse she had attacked was actually just a small dog, a powerful one at that. "You know, thats another thing about me," she said, smiling. "I can't resist a good challenge. But you know, I think challenges can resist you."
The cowgirl pushed dropped down, escaping those strong sexy hands to get a grip on his greatest weakness. Soft fingers wrapped around the shaft, while soft palms made contact. She licked her lips. It was already damp with her juices. She reached back with her free hand and gave his ass a good spank just to let him know its a challenge. Then, her mouth enveloped the head, sliding down the hard veiny goodness until she reached the base. The walls of her throat squeezed lovingly on him, letting him know she was more than willing to take whatever hardships provided him with this much girth.
YOLF:
Justice
It wasn't an action of bodily comfort, nor a fling of purely physical satisfaction, but a fervent, hungry dialogue between bodies. Suerte was looking not for casual pleasure but a challenge that felt good raking her over the coals. And with a piece of his primal urges blaring in committment despite the innocuous nature of the contact, Justice was more than happy to be that challenge.
So he smirked at her words, but conniving opponent that she was, Suerte moved the chinks in her armor out of his reach, while beginning to torture his most vulnerable spot. Hard as a rock and throbbing from the welcome sensation past her lips, Justice rumbled deeply from his chest. With a lidded look down at her full, enticing figure, he reached a hand through her hair, tangling his fingers in her locks, scratching her scalp... and then pulling her head, making it bob along his shaft.
"Good, I won't let you be bored," he whispered. The rider slipped the glove off his other hand with his teeth and allowed it to fall next to her, exposing his bare, scarred and calloused hand. It grabbed her head through her pinkish hair and replaced its counterpart, knocking her hat off as he ground his shaft against the back of her throat.
yinsukin:
Suerte
Suerte's began to moan, the tone of her moan rising in rhythm with every shove of her head into his crotch. Her hat fell to the ground, her eyes staring up at his glorious muscular body. That was a body that had been through things, seen people, killed people. A body that was built to be strong was built to be dominant. A body that had killed others was a body that had dominated in the past. It was only natural that hand had grabbed her head and desired control. But Justice was a smart man. Even as he grabbed her, she knew he knew the truth, even if only intuitively.
With her lips around his cock at this moment, she had the advantage.
The cowgirl smiled internally as she grabbed Justice by the ass, lifting him off the ground as she got to her feet. She used her grip on his tight ass to force her hips to thrust throughout the whole movement.
YOLF:
Justice
Justice swayed uncomfortably, whispering a hiss, and his veiny cock pulsed vulnerably in her wet mouth. The rider shrank in his shoulders and elbows, keeping his rough grasp on her head, forcing himself to recover his balance rather than overturn it. He. Was not used to this. The best he could usually hope for was a monster twice his size manhandling and tossing him like a traffic cone for a bit.
Suerte was good at this whole business. But he was older, and with age came stubbornness. He chuckled feverishly and planted his boots on the wall. His knees bent, loading like springs over her shoulders, before he released and chucked himself off, leaving his taste in her mouth.
Justice landed on his feet, and leapt back at Suerte. Instantly, his mouth found her chest, closing around the tip of one of her mounds as his rugged hand dug between her thighs, and pushed the white cloth aside, fingers probing and sinking into her pliant body. She could feel him smile and bite down, as his other glove fell on the ground, releasing his palm to rub her other breast.
yinsukin:
Suerte
Just as she heard a hiss from him that caused her to shutter in satisfaction, something changed. He began to shift, get to his feet and slip from the iron grip of her mouth. She frowned at the body sailing through the air and moaned, "Aww... you don't like being my little toy?"
She could have dodged him but instead, she let him fall into her breasts, his moist mouth causing her knees to buckle and shake. A rugged hand slipped in between her legs, pressing the right button so to speak and causing her to cry out in approval. "More!"
If he wanted it so bad, he would let him have control for a moment.
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