It has been so long, so long since we set our desires free. Deeper he takes me to a place with fresh soft pasture that shall be a suitable bed for us. My hunger for him shifts through my senses and all I see is him. The broadness of his back, the prominent veins that run down his arms, the way his fingers have clamped around my palm.His steps are fast and rushed as he drags me along with him. Mine is slow as I stumble about trying to keep up with his pace. He is volant to turn around and capture me in his arms, hands around my waist he heaves me with ease throwing me over his shoulders with a grunt. He wants to get there quicker, to savour me faster. He is starved.My breasts press against his collar bone and bounce to his every move. His grip around my hips tightens, bare feet pounding the earth now running to a place he has marked in
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