<b><a class="link link--internal" href="https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/forums/showthread.php?tid=84757&amp;pid=2043307#pid2043307">Arthur Connington</a></b><br/><b>Location:</b>Apartment 901.<br/><b>Tag:</b>Cassie Gutierrez.<br/><b>Time:</b>Mid to late evening.<br/><br/>Cassie's understanding melted any doubts, any insecurities Arthur may have left, making him feel at ease with himself, his body, his age. For every approach he made, she was there to welcome him with lovely passion. If Arthur caressed her, she returned with a fiery kiss, when he moved deep, Cassie enveloped his body with those wonderful legs. For every gentle word he had, Cassie seemed to have the perfect answer, shy and sultry at the same time.<br/><br/>Bolstered by her actions to do more, Arthur tightened his embrace, hands and arms surrounding Cassie's back, pushing her against him. Arthur kissed and licked, caressed and humped, all with the hunger for pleasure, the need for love that had been bottled for years. Caught by Cassie's charm and trapped between her arms and legs, Arthur surrendered to her promises of doing anything and to the instincts of his own body. Moving faster, more forcefully even if he didn't pull out much since every moment they were apart felt wrong, Arthur slammed himself over and over against Cassie, knowing that she was there to catch him, he was there to please her.<br/><br/>Fogged by the haze of the height of pleasure, of the incoming orgasm, Arthur lost sense of time. It felt like a brief moment and a lifetime; an instant of rough, sweaty sex and hours of tender lovemaking; it was awkward and rushed, and yet somehow perfectly natural, just what he and perhaps Cassie wanted, needed. One last thrust of his throbbing member took Arthur over the edge as he bottomed out, grunts of need turned into moans of release, gasps for air as he exploded, shot after shot of seed inside Cassie.<br/><br/>Arthur's chest moved against her breasts while he recovered his breath, still caught on that mutual embrace, his weight over Cassie's welcoming body. Making an effort that seemed almost impossible at that moment, Arthur turned to a side, carrying Cassie with him and still throbbing and slowly deflating inside her. That way she wouldn't have to suffer through the weight of his mostly limp, tired shivering body, but they still had each others warmth present, close. Playing with her hair a bit, removing sweaty strands from her face, Arthur sought Cassie's eyes with his own. "Did you...?" he wondered, inquiring about her pleasure.