The look in her eyes was one of pure adoration.“Don’t stop,” she whispered. He bent down and kissed her softly, before continuing onwards.“The...e,” he said when he felt himself come up against the neck of her cervix, I’m all the way in.”“It’s nice, I feel so full. Jon?”“Yes?”“Fuck me.”He started to move inside her then, slowly at first, backwards until he was almost out of her, and then forwards until he met her cervix again.“So nice,” she murmured, “so full.”After a few minutes she was urging. The conversation they had with each other was conducted in sign language and mouthing, but this was enough for them to organise themselves pretty well. Despite their various mutilations, they were astonishingly self-sufficient and capable. They knew exactly which roots, fruits and berries could be safely eaten. They were expert at catching and killing rabbits, birds and other animals to provide meat. Their various cooking utensils were eminently practical for the task of living off the land.. We kiss as we play with one another, thenI move my lips down to her breasts, kissing, licking,nibbling the erect buds on her soft warm bosom. Iincrease the speed, every now and then slipping afinger inside the smooth, moist lips, then out andaround her clit once again. I imagine her hips beginto move slightly, without her thinking, then realisethat I'm doing the same thing. I see her face, just asmine must look, as I near the edge. Then, before Iknow it, I'm over the edge and flying. My fingers. "Oh please. Please. Fuck me," she said between breaths. "Make me cum."I sighed heavily from the stirring effect her words brought to me. Listening to her talk when lost in the moment would always send shivers through me, making me want to drive over the edge with abandon.Her hand replaced mine against her breast as my hands slid to the flare of her hips. I looked to where we were joined, watching my cock sliding in and out of her repeatedly with quick, even thrusts, pausing only when I crashed.