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<br/>​</div><span style="font-family: 'Didact Gothic', 'sans-serif'">As his hand came down to raise her up, Elena tried to gather her strength. The orgasm still gave aftershocks and caused her knees to be slightly weaker than usual. It was the only time she was thankful that he pulled her up. Before she knew it he was moving her toward a pair of trees, turning her to face them. The female did wonder exactly what he was planning. The way he slipped an arm around her waist and angled her, along with the way he edged her feet further apart, she could only imagine the amount of power he wished to have in the situation; she would certainly need the tree. The raven haired woman took a long, slow breath. <br/>
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A tender groan escaped her lips as she felt him press up against her. His words, and his next action, had her somewhat confused. Elena knew better than to take anything she wanted from him, if it was offered it was more than likely a trap. However.. with him so close she wasn't sure what else she could do. The way his hand brushed over her rear caused a soft whimper to escape her, and for her hips to wiggle slightly to brush her flesh along his hand as much as she could. She may as well enjoy her ... torture. Well, it didn't seem to feel like it was torture, even he was enjoying it. What confused her was why she was enjoying it so much. Again, she decided it was simply because of how long it had been since she'd had a man, and one that dared to dominate her... of course, this was something else entirely...<br/>
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Unable to tell exactly what she should have been doing, and unable to wait, the female began to ease back. When she felt his flesh line up with her slick core she eased her hips backward. A cry of pleasure escaped her lips as she felt him sink deeper within her. Almost in an instant she began to thrust back with as much force as she could, until she felt her supple rear press heatedly against his abdomen. Her hourglass shape was on full display as she began to ease forward, letting him slide further out before slamming back. Her breasts and rear bounced slightly with her movements. Even her toes began to curl as she tried to put as much force behind her movements as she could. "Is this what you wanted?" Her breath was slightly ragged as she slipped a hand back to caress along her toned rear, before reaching out to brush a finger along his stomach.</span>