<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/>Arthur's plans to taste Cassie's wet fruit were halted by his own need, his own selfish and throbbing hunger. She was so different and so lovely, so ready and willing that the writer's wit was at his end, no more time for his fancy moves or experienced caresses. He wanted her with a fierce feeling that it was almost scary. For a moment Arthur thought he would get pushed away, but when Cassie first demanded it, then almost begged for it he couldn't help but feel his determination bolstered. He had to make love to that wonderful young girl that graced his life, he had to share himself with her.<br/><br/>Arthur moved closer, but seeing how Cassie reacted by looking away from him made his mind change ever so slightly. A swift move removed the pillow he had tucked under her hips himself, and he soon approached her, hands on waist and shoulder. "No, don't hide. I want to see you, I want you to see me... as embarrassing as it may be" Arthur whispered, turning Cassie around to face him. His breath was already ragged, pure anticipation making him gasp, and the sight of Cassie's face only made him more aroused and at the same time cherishing her.<br/><br/>"I'm going in..." he mumbled, face to face with Cassie, his chest grazing her breasts. It may be old fashioned, traditional, almost boring, but Arthur wasn't going to change seeing her face during that moment for anything else. While his left arm kept him in position, Arthur awkwardly tried to guide his stiff manhood in. Fumbling to do so and brushing her nub at first, Arthur soon found the desired spot, sinking his head in that welcoming warm and damp place. He was halfway in with just the first thrust, the sensation so pleasing, when Arthur stopped. He wasn't one of those porn stars with a huge looking tool between his legs, but he had nothing to be jealous about and not only wanted for Cassie to slowly get accustomed to feel him there, but also wanted to savor every moment, every expression her face made.<br/><br/>"So tight, give me a moment..." Arthur said, getting himself accustomed to the grip of that youthful girl, thanking the wetness for easing his enter. As he had now both his arms free, Arthur leaned the weight of his upper half in his elbows and forearms, having the hands free to caress Cassie's face, bending his neck to kiss her deeply. Slowly moving his hips in small circles, Arthur went deeper and deeper, fractions of an inch at each time, until he was finally fully embraced by her, his kissing turned into a gasping sloppy mess.<br/><br/>Slowly pulling his cock by just a bit, Arthur felt too nice so close to Cassie, his chest against her breasts, mouth to mouth, as to try and pump in a rougher and more aggressive way. It was a perfect moment, and the last thing he wanted to do was ruin it by exploding too soon. "This is wonderful" he moaned, keeping his intimate and deep approach. Even with the best of his efforts, Arthur knew he wouldn't last long, there was simply no way he could. It was so amazing, it had been so long... that he felt himself pacing more and more to avoid it. "I'd be in your arms forever... but I'm afraid I won't last much..." he warned. Arthur still had a bit of time ahead before exploding, but not much.