You come over and over and you’re so beautiful. I’m proud I can last hours for you. I’m only sorry our passionate nights sometimes leave us with...ut a lot of sleep. Passion makes us wonder. Do we really have anything beyond our wonderful physical connection? We want to know each other better. We want to try new things. Finally, a decision. Travel together on a shoestring budget might really prove us out. We have a little money but not a lot. It does not matter. You are intelligent,. Closed her eyes and hissed, “Oh fuck, yes!”“I love you making me wet. I want to taste your honey, and feel your wetness on my face.”“Drenched is the word. Oh my god, please do baby!” He helped her sit back on his desk, and kissed her hard.She spread her legs wide, motioning with her finger, and purred, "Eat me Marcus."“Is that what you want, me to eat you?”“For starters yes, I want you to taste me, make me cum lover!”Now how could he resist a lusty temptation like that?Her eyes were glassy with. Unfortunately, none of the people directly involved could come up with an acceptable solution, so I proposed my own idea.I suggested that CC (Central Computer) come up with a sector not currently occupied by residents. So many people had been lost during the gamma-ray burst that there was no problem doing that. I proposed that the Mongers be transported to a deserted section of the Dyson Shell and left there to fend for themselves. CC agreed that a 100 g wall could be put up around the Mongers. My heart crescendos, and I am aware, too, of your mounting excitement. I sag into you and you cup my braless breasts, kneading them gently, powerfully through the ruffed fabric of the dress. A tickling kiss in my ear and suddenly my legs are rubbery. It is no longer the view that holds my awareness nor the black abyss before us, but the living, pulsing bulge pressed into my back. I stand on the edge of the world, caught between lust and fear, as my loins melt, surrendered completely to your.