Page 24 of Stolen By the Enemy

As I thrust in and out of her, I use my thumb to rub her clit.

I can tell that’s driving her crazy. It takes almost no time before she’s moaning loudly and breathing fast, until she finally bites down on my shoulder, and I can tell she’s come again.

I stay inside of her for a few minutes, letting her breathe hard in my ear.

“I’m not done with you yet,” I whisper into her ear and bite softly on her neck.

“Ah fuck.” Grazia lets out a whimper, but the words sound more like a plea to continue than to stop.

I doubt she can walk now, so I lift her up, my dick still deep inside her, and carry her out into the living room to the couch where she lay down earlier, sprawled out in her nakedness.

I lower myself down and leave her sitting on top of me.

This gives me the best position and view. I can see her face, hold onto her breasts, and let her go at her own speed for a moment.

She begins to ride me, and I squeeze her breasts.

I know I have the ability to go a little longer, but even I am beginning to weaken.

She starts off slow, but I give her a light slap from behind, right on her ass cheek, and she speeds up, clutching my shoulders with her nails.

I let go of her breasts to watch them bounce as she moves and slide myself a little more towards the edge of the couch, feeling myself get even deeper inside her.

She’s no longer trying to keep the moans quiet; the sound seeming to come from deep inside her now. I almost match her with my own groaning, fully embracing this release that we both need.

We’re in a perfect groove, and I know I’m not going to be able to hold out much longer.

Suddenly, I feel Grazia’s body shake again, and she collapses onto my chest, quieter this time.

“Are you tired?” I ask her. The energy she had just an hour or two ago seems to have evaporated.

“A little. We have been going for hours.”

“Okay, hold onto me,” I whisper to her and start to lift my body.

She holds on to my arm as I flip her back onto her back. I take my time at first, slowly filling her up and then exiting completely.

I add a little speed, now focusing less on making her orgasm and more on having my full fun with her during this one chance I've given myself.

Finally, I can feel myself about to come, but I need this to be the best fucking orgasm I have had in a while, so that I’m not tempted to come back here.

I’m also not about to be trapped into a baby scare situation. So, I pull out again and help Grazia stand up.

She looks unsteady. I guide her to her knees in front of me and pull her mouth towards my cock.

At first, she looks unsure, and I wonder if she’s going to try her goddam attitude on me now.

I’m not in the mood.

But she doesn’t say anything. She understands my intention and wraps her mouth around me.

Now I do let out a groan. Her mouth is almost as warm and inviting as her pussy.

She swirls her tongue around my shaft and pumps fast, all the way to the back of her throat.

I grab a handful of her hair and move her head a little faster, feeling myself close…closer…until I explode inside her mouth.

I look down at her as I do, and see that she looks completely sated, even satisfied with what she has been able to do to me.

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