Gently caressing my inner thighs whilst your lips pace with mine, the only melody being made are our soft moans colliding with one another. My hands gently running through your hair, tugging on the small strands on the back of your neck. You bring your hands up to my waist and start caressing them too, making me shudder slightly, my body feeling warm under your touch.
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Fantasies
Non-FictionThese are mature themed stories/ imagines I have wrote Some include knife play so if you have any trauma to this then feel free to skip the chapter, I have put a warning sign next and in front of the numbers:) I hope you enjoy reading these
