Can I Handle This?

His lovely dark hairs that she had always liked to see, her love for it was still intact. His voice that she had always cherished that was so endearing to her ears, is now still sounding so gently and appealing to her hearing. Maybe all of the changes in her feelings are tied to the scenario which they're in at that moment... Kind of far away from home, and so lonely that brought them together. And now that she is in the present, she got to take what is before her, and stop worrying about anything. 

Lawrence noticed the mood in her countenance and drew her closer to himself... Pressing her lips to his... Somira was lost in a state of confusion, for she knew not what the future holds for herself and Lawrence, but she has joined in and allowed him  to do his bidding. Their bodies were so sticky with the seawater and also accompanied with lots of sand all over... Somira did not mind, as she continued to show her interest in the mood that Lawrence was in. 

He lowered himself before her, and she crawled herself on top of him, touching his sandy and sticky body. Though it was so irritating to Somira, she had to enjoy every single beat of the moment. She let down her feelings of embarrassment before and surrendered fully to the touch of his as they undressed quickly and romantically, in the same public that Somira was so scared of, but directly under the fairly shining brightness of the half Moon and stars…

It was so romantic, and would have been a very great moment for the both of them, if only their bodies were free of the sand and the water from the waterfall, making the sand stick more firmly to their bodies. The sand in their hairs and bodies was just so much that each touch Somira gave to Lawrence became so irritating to her. Though Lawrence never minds.. as he was enjoying every feel of the sand on their bodies... all the way... 

Just as they were done, Somira rolled on the side of her mat, with the both of them still completely nude....with his sunglasses still on.

"Please, I want to ask you something..." In Samira's voice.

"Please go ahead..." He replied…

"How do you see with this pair of sunglasses of yours, right in this weather... Almost completely dark that I could barely see you clearly?" 

"Come on... Somira...!" He said.

"Please, I would like to know how." Somira pushed to know if he could see as she thought he could not. And when he saw that she didn't want to let go of that question since he refused to answer her, he had no other choice but to talk to her to clear her doubts.

"Well, babe... You won't understand. And you would be surprised!" 

As he was done saying that, Somira drew closer to him, and kissed him so passionately…

"It's already so dark out here, and I can hardly see anything that is around us here." She said. 

"Well, babe... I've a stylish hat of mine that I just enjoy wearing." He said... Smirking… Somira drew closer to him again to pull off the hat but forgot to do so, as love took over her senses.

"Are you feeling kind of uncomfortable with it..?"

She kissed him again and pulled ...

It was just like the hat was glued to his head, that even when they were making out, it was still on him.. and enjoying the view. Lawrence laughed at her statement but did not take off his hat. He moved closer to her and reciprocated her kisses. 

"My dear, please don't be offended, I left my glasses at home, I forgot to bring them from my lodge." 

"And also... I am having some issues with my sight, and you would not like my sight." He whispered into Samira's ear. 

She did not believe him, and she let it slide like that. So she proceeded to ask further questions... Which got Lawrence quite twisted. 

"Are you always here at the park?" She asked...

He laughed so hard that Somira wondered what was going on... As they were seated there, lots of guys and mostly ladies were passing by and stealing glances at them as they played. A particular lady could not hide her feelings as she stood by to watch them so gracefully... nonstop! Until Samira's eyes met with hers. She looked away as she cared less about them. But went back to concentrate on Lawrence's face with his entire looks. 

"It's so late already, Somira... I think your mom and dad would be home now, looking for you. So get up, and let's start going!" He ordered…

"Does that mean you aren't going to couple with me again here tonight by this beautiful waterfall under this chilling weather?" Somira asked him in surprise... Holding him from behind, and wrapping her arms all across his body, with her arms meeting on his chest. 

She felt a little uneasy about him that she could not explain, as a certain feeling gripped her, just as she wrapped her hands around him. 

Lawrence laughed so hard, and Somira paid so much attention to his laughter... and she noticed that his laughter had changed, and there was some form of dishonesty attached to it. But she could not just place her hands on the reason for the drastic change. 

Fear gripped her, and she turned a little bit cold...

Somira replied to him, telling him that there was no one at home yet. For she knew how late her parents return home from their outing, each time they go out. The uneasy state of hers increased as she was so eager to ask him what the problem was, but she was still having some doubts in her. After all, they have been together for the past one week now, and in less than three weeks, he will be out of town... straight back to his abode. 

While he was walking ahead of her, she paused for a moment, right behind him, and began to steal some glances at his bodily build-up, and how he was busy twisting his waste before her as he walked. That same feeling of "something isn't right here" came back again to her, and she followed him carefully and gently. And when they arrived close to the house, Somira looked even more frenzied with his looks. She quickly went ahead of him to open the door. And as she was doing so, Lawrence was busy rolling his eyes, biting his lips and he began to give a very strained and feeling so unrelaxed. The both of them went inside the house as soon as she was done with the opening of the door. And just as they were in already, with Somira barely closing the door behind them, she felt a very hard but soft press on her neck, like it was pushing her downwards. 

She watched carefully and began to feel his sweet kiss, and touch all over her body... He was being so hard, fast and rough on her like he hired a whore. She started to feel so uneasy with his touch, as she couldn't help it, but twisted her busy both in displeasure and in pleasure as well... And when the feeling became more infused, she began to gasp for breath each passing second. She began to release some words faintly to his hearing, and kept breathing convulsively and uncontrollably... and within each second. 

Lawrence saw how Somira was begging for his release with her body, and he quickly picked her up like a piece of paper, and then spun her around... He put her down again, and pressed her against the door, and gave her a nonstop hot kiss on her neck and then on her lips, deeply.

 His lips on hers felt so rough and hard, almost unforgiving... as her body became so weak and her knees felt to her like they were tearing apart... She began to make her way down to the tiled floor of their house. Lawrence was just so hard on her, as he gave her no breathing space to escape. Every single thing about him became so tough at each touch which Somira gave him. 

The feeling felt so good on Samira's body as she looked down to his thighs and saw how bulky his package had become, with his balls feeling so soft and full in his pant, as he pressed them on and against her belly button. And before she could say "Jack", he pulled a little ... ripped off his glasses from his eyes... and began to kiss and suck so hard her neck.. like his entire life depended so much on it... leaving Somira recklessly helpless... and almost completely damaged like a wreck. 

He snatched her clothes quickly away from her body, and threw them on the sandy floor... tore her underwear, and stripped himself completely nude before her. He grabbed her ass... brought his hands down to her thigh region... and lifted her off the ground. Samira felt so at that time like she was going to fall off his hands. So she gripped him by wrapping her arms all around his neck, and her legs around his waist... as he carried her onto her bed and dumped her there. 

Lawrence hopped on the bed as quickly as possible, kissing her belly button so hot as she released a very soft moan... He felt no pity for her as he locked his lips against hers, and one of his fingers into her. 

"Gad damn it! You are just so wet! As perfect as I wanted it!" He exclaimed excitedly…

A few seconds on, they began screwing... And after about thirty minutes more, they were already done with their act, with Samira releasing a whole lot of orgasmic feelings about four times in just thirty minutes before he released his loads of cum as well. They began to pant so heavily like they had been running for too long.. with the both of them lying side by side with each other. He removed the used condom and trashed it on the floor. 

Lawrence's mood instantly changed just as he was done removing the used condom from his member. Samira became so surprised again…

"What's the matter with you... You don't look okay to me?" She asked. 

He told her that all was good, and also commended her strength in bed... appreciating her for letting him couple with her. 

Samira said no word to his thanks, as she knew that he was trying to ignore the question she asked him, and she became slightly irritated.

Taking a very deep breath, Lawrence looked at Samira, and he understood the direction in which she was headed. So he asked her if they could not talk about it. Samira pushed some more, but he still insisted they let it slide. So when she noticed that her push was yielding no progress, she became a bit angry, as she got up from the bed she was lying with him and went to lay on her sofa. 

"Mmmhhhh..." She expressed so softly... and got up immediately.

Lawrence noticed how irritated she was feeling, and also felt her reason for feeling that way. 

"Come on babe... Why not come over here...?" He beckoned on her. 

She turned to look at him, and was skeptical about going to meet him either. His body was also sandy, and he knew how irritating the feeling of dry glitters was on her skin.