<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/ptLBWg9.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong><strong>Alexandra Vale</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=264761.msg13068641#msg13068641)<br/><strong>Time / Location:</strong>Late evening, just after the<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Link - NSFW (http://i.imgur.com/zoWgNiG.jpg)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Corbin - Closed<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Morning Wake Up Work Out - They're fucking<br/><br/><hr/><br/>This was why she liked her moments with Corbin.<br/><br/>Out of all of the men who shared her bed, he was by far and away the more satisfying and entertaining out of the lot.  A man who was confident, with a certain amount of swagger, and also willing to listen, obedient to please, was the sort of man that was so hard to find in the male youth.<br/><br/>So often it was a case of two extremes.  Over confident, cocky, dumb and full of cum who thought that they knew what was best, who cared only for themselves and their own selfish pleasure.  Or the meek and stupid, who needed their hand held and guided every step of the way when it came to such intimate moments, following each and every command without any input or thought, who needed a mother and not a woman.<br/><br/>He was a perfect partner, one willing to please, one willing to take charge, and with a big, thick cock, it was just the icing on top.  He knew just what she wanted, from the way he pinned her beneath him, tormenting her with teases and caresses of his cock against her wet, aching entrance, to the way he kissed and licked her flesh, only further stoking the flames of desire that burned so hotly within her.<br/><br/>A soft, long moan escaped her lips as he penetrated her finally, his thick length greeted by the tight, wet warmth that embraced him so tightly.  Her hands held onto his back, her nails digging into the taut, muscles of his shoulders as they trailed down along his thrusting hips, his clenched, muscled backside.  He was a good fuck, he always was.  Never had she been unsatisfied by her pool boy's body.<br/><br/>But she was no delicate little thing.  She was no young woman who held thoughts of romance and passion in lovemaking.  She was not one of the other women in the neighborhood who simply wanted something slow, sensual, savory.  She wanted more.<br/><br/>Her back arched, her hips rising to meet his, her pussy so eager for his length, the rising ball of arousal and pleasure tightening within her.  “I said...” She began, her voice raising as she looked into his eyes.  “Give me that cock.”<br/><br/>Her hands pulled his head down, kissing him roughly, with passion behind her lips.  The pink little tongue darted forth, parting his lips, tasting herself upon him.  “Fuck me.” She commanded in a voice so lusty, so full of passion, of yearning, an almost lewd begging.  “I want you to fuck me.”