<span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">"Oh, Gods," Cameron groaned at the first roll of her hips -- deeper and more eager than he'd truly expected from his young lover.  Her experimental shifts were delicious -- so was watching her seek her own pleasure.  Better too was knowing that despite his ardor, this position would not likely cause her injury.  His hips were rising to meet hers, but not with enough force to hurt her.<br/>
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"My love, you are stunning."  Cameron grasped her hips, helping guide her movements as rising pleasure was likely to make her less coordinated.  "Watching you atop me is nearly as arousing as feeling you -- you are glorious."  Indeed, seeing her breasts bounce above him was a whole new sensation.  For a flash of a moment he wondered what she would look like full of his child, with those breasts heavy with milk -- but he shoved that aside.<br/>
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Bracing his feet against the bed, he pushed up to meet her, moaning as it drove him even deeper into her.  "Take your pleasure of me," he said -- ordered.  "As hard as you want, as fast -- I will last longer this morning than I did last night, but not I fear as long as I wish it.  Find your peak, dearest.  I shall follow."</span></span>