agentlemanwithadream
Super-Earth
- Joined
- Apr 5, 2013
Eric laughed a little as she stated that she could help him with his request. As he watched her straddle him, he noticed that some light perspiration had started to form on his chest and stomach. This mad him smile a bit, Damn, he thought, broke a sweat. Just as he was about to laugh at himself, she started to descend upon his stiff rod. The sound that came out sounded almost as if he had got stabbed but it was completely out of pleasure.
"Shit Elena," he blurted as he tried to regain composure. His hand fell to her hips, not guiding her movements but simply going along with them. At the same time, he would rock his hips a little, matching her rhythm. As she moaned his names he slid his hands around to get two solid handfuls of her ass and a smiled played on his face. Her encouragement excited Eric so that when she started to collapse because of her orgasm, he lifted up himself and Elena with his waist and his hands and began to pump inside of her. "God, you're so wet," he whispered so quietly that he wasn't sure if she heard nor did he care.
Each thrust from Eric was accompanied by a different grunt or groan, a clear sign that his time was approaching. In a quick motion, aided by his high testosterone level, Eric flipped her easily onto her back and at the same time, moved close enough with her so that he did not have to remove his dick. Back on top of her, Eric was able to get better, longer, deeper strokes. Soon, he felt that familiar feeling in the bottom of his gut and he leaned in beside her ear with an almost pleading voice he whispered in between grunts of passion, "I'm about...to...cum."
"Shit Elena," he blurted as he tried to regain composure. His hand fell to her hips, not guiding her movements but simply going along with them. At the same time, he would rock his hips a little, matching her rhythm. As she moaned his names he slid his hands around to get two solid handfuls of her ass and a smiled played on his face. Her encouragement excited Eric so that when she started to collapse because of her orgasm, he lifted up himself and Elena with his waist and his hands and began to pump inside of her. "God, you're so wet," he whispered so quietly that he wasn't sure if she heard nor did he care.
Each thrust from Eric was accompanied by a different grunt or groan, a clear sign that his time was approaching. In a quick motion, aided by his high testosterone level, Eric flipped her easily onto her back and at the same time, moved close enough with her so that he did not have to remove his dick. Back on top of her, Eric was able to get better, longer, deeper strokes. Soon, he felt that familiar feeling in the bottom of his gut and he leaned in beside her ear with an almost pleading voice he whispered in between grunts of passion, "I'm about...to...cum."