<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=107056.msg4667391#msg4667391">Quote from: Changeling on 20-05-2011, 01:02:00</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>Kat and Tarik ~ Kat's Room</strong><br/><br/>Tarik barely smiled when he heard Kat implore him to go on, not that he was thinking of stopping anyway. Her face was looking so beautiful with those few pearls of perspiration combined the flushed redness of her cheeks. " I won't till you ask me".<br/><br/>He put his right arm under her and pulled her trembling body up so that she was on her knees and elbows. When he pulled her up, he had not anticipated that that her body will react in this way. He suddenly felt the ring of her anus tighten around his cock, as if it wanted to suck him in all the way. Tarik recovered from the kill grip or lets say kill grip spared him as Kat adjusted her position. <br/><br/>Tarik changed his thrusting motion to a more grinding one, moving his hips in more circular fashion, as his cock explored the deepest recesses of her ass. He moved his right hand forward grabbing her boobs, squeezing them teeth and started playing with her nipples, as hips moved in unison with her. The left hand moved down to her pussy, playing with her engorged clitoris. Then he slowly moved his fingers down touching her almost dripping vagina. " Oh my, someone really likes it", he cooed wetting his fingers with her juices.<br/><br/>He moved his wet fingers to her face, " you wanna taste some of yourself". His circular motion was becoming more rapid, and trusty , as he felt pressure building up in his loins.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div></div></div><br/><strong>Kat and Tarik ~ Kat's Room</strong><br/><br/>He was right. Kat did like it. The hand on her breasts, toying with her nipple drew low groans from her but it was the hand that crept around, finger sliding into her aching, dripping pussy that made her body jerk and drew a cry from her lips. Pleasure rolled over her as he ground into her and his fingers toyed with such sensitive flesh. If he kept it up long she knew she'd be screaming for him.<br/><br/>The his fingers were in front of her, slick and warm with the evidence of her own arousal and she chuckled softly. Parting her lips she wrapped them around the offered fingers, her tongue licking and lips suckling as if they were a dick she was trying to pleasure and not fingers at all. This was why Kat was so good at her job, why many of her clients returned for her, she could get lost in them, lost in the pleasures they wanted from her body. She didn't have to fake her arousal or her orgasms, they came from deep inside, from the place that found pleasure in other people's desire.<br/><br/>When his fingers were clean of her taste she released them with a soft sigh and bucked her hips under him, her need for release building low in her belly, but not to the point that she'd beg for it yet. Close, so close...almost there, but she could hold off just a little longer, draw out both their pleasures just a bit more.