Ecstasy

Naked moans infiltrate the air creating luscious passion.  
It was full-pledge fucking pound for pound compassion. I was in a flood,  may weather. Pushing, scratching, biting, & pressing doing anything to hear her throat cry ooh I loved those answers.  Her legs acute waiting for me to drink her up. She screams my name she says plzz stop, only but I can't b/c at that moment that's all she wants in the world. As I'm licking I'm sucking her sweet salty clit creating a everlasting spring. I  can't let her finish on my face. My lips extremely drenched like a newborn blessed. I turned her around indelicately making her thighs adjacent. Griping her waist I was a vulture nothing sweet or slow giving hundred percent. Pressing her spot increased the flood , her two lips was so thick it  was like I was drilling wet mud. Its her turn, surely i gave her what she wanted. Riding the head of my stick to the rhythm of her racing heart beat. She's getting ready to cum she screaming she's close... she's there. The excitement was too much for her to hold it in, I call it a resentment fantasy. A sigh of relief came from her mouth happily. In the heat of the moment She wanted more she wanted it on her lips. The feeling of my dick entering her mouth felt like a never ending rinse cycle. Her warm mouth was my weakness when she griped on to it I couldn't resist not to nut. And I did , I did. She gulped my cum in like she had a craving for it. My toes curled my blood rushing  my moan was her ecstasy.  She persuaded me she had an appetite for Sucking out emptiness out of a cup with a straw breathlessly. Her technique  is my drug.  She is my light when the rain perishes.  I'm her joy, her misery, her fire, her ace. I HOLD HER SPIRIT when she's down. You see... our love is a bear strap which creates this raptures desire for each other