Emily Tibbett led me by the hand, up the long staircase and into her bedroom. The sheets were silk and cold as she gently guided me to lie, then she l...y beside me and her mouth covered mine in a long, deep kiss. The kiss became more and more intense and her finger entered me slowly almost painfully. After a long while of kissing and gentle fingering she moved her hand around my back and allowed her leg to slide between mine and, like before, she urged me to rub myself on her thigh. The. I also moved towards her and put my lips on her lips. Holding my face tightly, she put the pressure of her lips on my lips and started sucking my lips. Both of us opened our mouths and our tongues started playing together. Both of us were getting breathless. She sobbed - oh Aamir! I too moaned - Oh Zarina! She said in an intoxicating voice - Aamir kiss me once more, don't you! I put my lips on her lips and started sucking her lips. Now we moved slowly to the sofa and then lay down on the floor.. "These are impressive titles," she said, "The books have obviously been read." She picked out one book, opened it and read, "The Poetic Edda, translated from the Icelandic with an introduction and notes by Henry Adams Bellows. I read part of this in the Library of Congress. It has been out of print for decades." I am fortunate to have found it in a used book store, just as I am fortunate to have found you." Emily put the book back on the shelf, and walked over to kiss him.The next morning they. She stops at the head, rotates again, and then takes me in. I begin to thrust harder, and she begins to suck with more passion. She takes my brutality as a challenge, and rises to meet me. She doesn’t gag once; she constricts her throat around me as I burrow down it, and puffs her lips against me as I push all the way in. Faster and faster I thrust into her throat, and though lewd gurgles rise from her mouth, and saliva froths from her lips, she consumes me with ease. I thrust a final time,.