My lover and I went shopping for curtains on the weekend. As we wandered around, he kept playing erotic games with me. I loved it, because I could feel my desire building up; meanwhile he observed what I was doing in my state of helplessness: unsatisfied, and unable to do anything about it. The tension between us was palpable. By the time we arrived home, it was already dark. I whispered "I love you" in his ear and kissed him passionately. The next moment, our clothes lay scattered around us, and we jumped on the bed naked. There wasn't too much foreplay: I took his penis in my mouth immediately. I wasn't too gentle with it either: I kept twisting and turning it, and I sucked the fluid that trickled out. With this devilish pace, I was practically milking his penis. We were very turned on, so he emptied his sperm into my mouth after a short while. He grabbed the sheets and shouted with pleasure. Then we rested in each other's arms for a while. After he'd regained his senses, he turned me over to my side and covered me with kisses. His penis was still erect, so he made me lie on my back and slid in between my legs. He instantly found my tight and wet opening and started penetrating me slowly, going ever deeper and deeper. I pulled up one of my legs to allow him to go even deeper. That's when I felt his rhythmic motion in the back of my vagina, and the feeling made me sink my nails into my thigh. I let out subdued moans and screams, as a result of which my lover started to pick up the pace. My hot vagina went into waves of contractions, and my lover couldn't hold back anymore either. He just kept squirting his sperm into me. Nearly unconscious, we fell down on the bed, and fell into a peaceful sleep shortly afterwards.
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