79 - Jessy

I was stunned by the feeling. I had the impression that Hazz also noticed, because it was impossible for him not to notice that my interior was closing around him, sucking him closer, to the limit of our bodies. I knew he wanted to get there with me, and I knew that my body would also only do that after him. Together, we walked to the edge of that abyss, looking at the well of pleasures that stretched below.

Everything became heavy inside my body, crushing any area that was not directed to pleasure. My stomach was filled with weird sensations too, as if I were anxious. Hazz curled my hair on his wrist again, pulling my torso to himself, he whispered my name in my ear, in that male moan that made me drool for good.

The hot breathing and the breath still with nuances of alcohol touched my skin, making me aware that both had already reached a sexual level that no one else would equal. I was fucked. Literally, fucked up. And Hazz was responsible for that. For the best orgasms, the best co