Oh it couldn't be true. It’s not possible for him to be the age he claims. As she glances over her shoulder she catches sight of him in the mirror, kneeling behind her. His naked body is lean and firm and in better shape than men half his age. She is amazed at the concave area of his right bum cheek. The only fault she could find, which she could barely even consider a fault, was the tiny bit of padding at his belly. But she imagines with a little work he could easily turn that into an impressive set of abs. Her musings are cut short as she feels him hard and erect, trying to penetrate between her thighs from behind. Hot, wet pleasure shoots through her body, to her feminine core, and radiated to her extremities. She feels the flush all the way into her taught nipples.
She tilts her head as he hungrily feasts on her neck. And each time his teeth graze her skin wave upon wave of delicious joy washes over her. He seems to notice how her body was over flowing with passion and he mumbles into her ear, “oh baby, you’re so wet, you feel amazing”.
God, HE feels amazing, she thinks. She leans forward, onto all fours and tilts her bottom for him. As he pushes his way into her snug, wet hole she lets out a loud moan of pure pleasure. Overwhelmed with indescribable sensations she is only vaguely aware of how his body shudders as he fights not to lose control. He takes a long, deep breath to calm himself but she can still feel his pulse inside her. Slowly, very slowly, with his hands securely guiding her hips, he loves her gently and deeply. She never believed her body was able to receive such pleasure. Every little movement he made inside her travelled like tendrils of magic smoke through her veins, filling her body with more pleasure than she thought she could hold. So much pleasure it almost hurt, but again an indescribable kind of wonderful pain. The kind of sweet torture that she thought was about to kill her, yet she didn’t care if it did.
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