She looks up into his eyes, smiling wickedly. She puts her hands on his sides, she moves against him, but digs her nails into his skin to keep him sti...l. She lifts and lowers her hips fast, faster. She finally retracts her nails from his skin to let him move against her. She moans and groans as he pushes deeper inside her all the way and pulls out all the way.She enjoys his body. Finally, at last they are where they should be. Together, as one. Though, the wait was worth it. She moans his name. I just didn't get it drained the first time. Do you trust me?" she asked as she moved beside him. He started to sit up, but she put her hands on his chest and pushed him back onto his back on the cot. He enjoyed her hands on his chest. Her palms were touching his nipples, which she left there even after he laid back down. Then she started to move her hands in circles over his nipples. Oh, she made him feel so good. He didn't quite understand how this was going to help because his cock was. John was tall and in shape, 6'2" and around 215 pounds, and was twenty-five years old. He was a decent looking guy, he didn't date ugly women, but this dancer was something else. He had never seen anyone so beautiful.Her eyes, her smile, her facial structure, not to mention her body, all as perfect as he had ever seen. She had the voice of an angel, and was a student in college and had better grades than he did, so she was a very engaging person to talk to.This dancer was not a big woman, maybe. He screamed, Mooje. Screamed!’ ‘I am very sad that the Winin is upset. I wish I could ease his pain. But, the only thing I can do for him is to respect his wishes.’ ‘You don’t understand. He might hurt himself. Please do something.’ Mooje knelt and picked Majgen up to hug her tight for comfort. ‘He will not hurt himself, Maijien. No matter how hurt he is. He is the Winin of Naonun. Winins do not hurt themselves, no matter how sad they are.’ ‘I don’t believe you.’ Majgen’s thought was evident..