They played some jazzy swing music that seemed to match my heartbeat. Lissa moved, I was there to catch her, match her, and hold her. She spun away, h...r hand found mine to stop her momentum and bring her back. I moved toward her, she was in perfect synch, coming to me or bending back. We’d never been more connected.And we just couldn’t stop.The DJ kept the music flowing, sometimes moving to a bit slower beat and sometimes picking it up a little, but never being abrupt in his choices. There were. Such a beautiful mess.The sheets between her thighs by my knees were soaked. I could still taste her essence, waves of her scent emanating from the come trapped in my fledgling stubble. I licked my lips. Fuck, she was delicious.My cock gradually deflated and I remained content to just watch. The only parts of her that moved for a long while were her chest, the rise and fall slowing with each minute that passed, and her twitching mouth as pleasure raced the network of nerves and impulses inside. Roland relaxed his pull on the bow. The figure on the ground groaned."Kill me!" he gasped to Roland."Why?" Roland asked curiously."You don't understand. I was possessed. I can't take the chance of that thing coming back. Please, kill me now," the man repeated his request in a pained voice."No. The thing that had inhabited you is gone. That is why I came here, to see it killed," Roland said calmly."You know what it was?" The man asked, wincing in pain."Yes. They both seem to be gone now," Roland. .. Deeper and deeper until I'm fully in. Holding on to the back of her hair I fuck her mouth until I feel by balls twitching. I pull out and pull her up, kissing her passionately and slipping my hands to her side. I pull down her leggings, her knickers coming down too and I push her up against the tree. I slip my hand between her legs - she lifts one leg and I hold it up whilst my other hand rubs her very wet pussy. Fingering her hard and quickly, she pants and her breathing becomes much.