The night i am writing about we were in our talking stage after our first session of sex and were awaiting the expected recharge to finish up,She had ...tarted fingering herself as she knew that would really help get me up for round 2. she was really making a show of this for me, rubbing her clit slow then fast,dip her fingers nice and deep slip them out and rub her clit some more.she was really getting into it and so was I, She still had my cum oozing out of her from our first encounter and was. “It was just us, trapped beneath Maralon, fearing for our lives and with only each other for comfort.”Erik smiled up at her. “Some of the best days of my life, vanima, despite the circumstances.” Vanima meant ‘beauty’ in Elvish, a word that almost came close to describing the woman making love to him. Erik spoke many languages but found Elvish to be the most elegant and graceful tongue of them all. In fact, many words in other tongues were derivatives of ancient Elvish.Lynelle beamed back, and. I dropped down on her, my full weight crushing her firm, upthrust breasts and driving the air from her lungs in a hot rush. Luckily I remained collared in the tight opening, helped no doubt by that wonderful tightness. My hands gripped her hips and held her down as I pushed again.I'd read about virginity and hymens and I'd heard guys brag about 'popping cherries' but, until that moment, I hadn't given it much thought. Now, when my ingress was suddenly blocked, and not just by the strangling. “Maybe sometimes,” she said in a tone that told me that she wasn’t planning on sitting anywhere but with me.“I think I’m talked out about Cheryl for now,” I said softly. “Her situation gives me something to think about when it comes to other girls who were there that weekend, but no two people recover the same way, so it’s just something I’m keeping in the back of my head.”“What do you mean?” Gina asked, her brow furrowing.“Well, Cheryl was convinced she was ready,” I said softly. “She was SO.