
His passion rose, I could feel it. He immediately pressed his body tightly onto my body.
"Don't.;" I said when I realized her hand was pulling my nightgown until my leg was exposed.
He paid no heed, only directly devouring me with a voluptuous hot kiss. I think this time he wanted to make rough love. I tried to get in her way as she pulled my underwear by force, and tried to enter. I want it too -- very - but I don't want to do that out in the open. I tried to hold on with all my might.
"Don't be here" I said.
"Come on. nobody's looking."
"Where do we know."
"What's the problem? We're husband and wife. Legitimate."
"Yes. But I...."
My protest stopped again. Reza hugged me again with a kiss. The more I thrashed, the more he lusted over* and immediately lowered his pants.
I stopped fighting when he managed to stretch out my legs and managed to get in -- he moved right inside me, but he paused for a moment to land his lips on my neck -- fondling me violently until I thoughtfully. "Don't get arrested, honey," he whispered. He continued his attack and we hit with extra.
After a long time, he asked me to sit on his thighs. Whether by coincidence or what was when I wore a zipper nightgown in front, Reza easily lowered it and I was not wearing a bra. He looked at me until I felt ashamed and lowered my gaze. After that his gaze turned to the curves of my body, and stopped at my chest, his eyes seemed to clench in awe and revere him grandly. Slowly his hands began to touch me.
I nodded with shame. The touch that had been soft slowly strengthened, stronger and stronger again. Until I raised my head with my eyes closed.
"I want to feel it, baby," Reza said as she gently stretched my body until I fell back on her back. He immediately enjoyed my chest and left traces of his red love.
But not enough. Shamefully, I gently pushed his head. "Down" I said. "Give me more, please?"
She nodded and went straight down to my thighs, while I closed back the zipper of my dress - anticipation, how know there are others around there. But my concentration fell back as he tasted me. He made me stop at* to clench my hands. I screamed, calling out with my breath.
Realizing we didn't have much time, Reza came back in gallantly. He completed his task with quick movements then joined in interview*. I really like hearing it. Her voice sounded sexy and echoed in the ears.
"thank you. I love you" he said, almost whispering and kissing my forehead. Then she broke away and shifted her body, pulled my dress up to cover my thighs, then she lay down next to me. My nightgown was wet, many grains of sand stuck to the surface of the cloth. Honestly, it feels uncomfortable and I want to go back to the cottage, want to take a quick shower so I can change clothes. But I have to hold on, because Reza needs a little time to recover his body.
While stroking my body from top to bottom, he said something, "I'm taking the supplement. You likey?"
I was a bit dumbfounded, had a chance to glare, but I ended up smiling with embarrassment. "Yes" I said. "very liked. That's.it's amazing."
"Mmm-hmm, amazing. So, what's it like to fuck under the stars?"
Eh?