He beat the end of her clit with his tongue just as he had attacked her nipples, and her reaction was the same, only it happened more quickly. This ti...e, Mist was even louder with her moan—with enough practice, she, too, could become a screamer.Doug let her rest a bit longer this time before he made his next move. He moved between her legs and gently lifted her knees. Mist knew what was next on the schedule, since he mother had made a big deal about it. Doug got into position and Mist placed. He did this so many times she lost count, before he tipped her over the edge, her body was shaking with need, she was begging incoherently as he gradually tipped her over the edge, her juices flooding the floor (one reason they had opted not to carpet this room and had it made for easy clean up), he was relentless knowing that this was just the beginning he pushed the vibrator in and out allowing her clit just a smidge of the respite it needed before within just a matter of moments bringing her. After a lifetime, he begins to move me faster. Fingers cradling the back of his neck, I moan aloud, my head rolling back. He takes my dainty nipple in his mouth as he steers me above him, sucking me, his large hands a shelf for me as I ride him. I mewl throatily, his actions contending my body for more pleasure.“Isaac!” I groan, the beginnings of an orgasm teasing me.“Nita,” he says my name, moving to my other nipple, and I hump him harder.“Please!” My moan is delightfully tortured, and he. Then he plunged forward, swiftly penetrating her, starting a streamlined cadence of fucks, his body covering hers as he drilled her cunt as fervently as any male possibly could. The Russian brunette moaned, her hands cupping the MMA fighter's muscular shoulders. "Yes, Kol. Fuck me. Your cock inside me…it belongs nowhere else, baby. Nowhere but DEEP INSIDE. Fuck me, Kol. I love you. Now fuck me, baby. FUCK my brains out. PLEASE," she moaned, and he loved her for it. He loved that she wouldn't.