<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/NGDzJu8.gif)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong>Ibrahim Berkes (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=339010.msg16079936#msg16079936)<br/><strong>Date | Time:</strong>15/01/22 - 4:18 PM<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Three Broomsticks Inn & Pub, Hogsmeade<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>As pictured (https://i.imgur.com/Yin8jYu.jpg) -> Nothing<br/><strong>Mood music:</strong>can you blow my whistle baby (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cSnkWzZ7ZAA)<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Tea date<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Corinne Bailey<br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>'Fucking' was too unrefined of a word for him to use, but that was really what he was doing. The taste of her vagina lingered in his mouth, familiar and enticing.<br/><br/>As he pulled out, allowing Corinne and him a breather, she repositioned herself with her belly on the bed, waiting to be pounded.<br/><br/><strong>"Oh, from behind, hmmm..."</strong>he said, bending over her and moving his dick up and down between her butt cheeks. He then spread her left cheek with his left hand, using his right to guide his lively dick inside her warmed up pussy.<strong>"Is this to your liking, my love?"</strong>he asked, the skin of his hips meeting and audibly clashing with her butt cheeks and the back of her thighs. He moved his hips in a slightly arched line, wanting his manhood to rub her insides even more while his large hands were anchored on her hips.<strong>"Should I increase the pace?"</strong>he asked, doing just so but also with more force and impact. This caused her body to moved forward slightly, sliding over the bed sheets, despite his hands trying to keep her in place.<br/><br/>Ibrahim stopped his thrusts for a moment, using his arms to gently lift her legs onto the bed and nudging her forward, so it would be easier for him to fuck her. He simultaneously climbed on the bed, standing on his knees with his dick still inside her. Using his hands, he leaned backward slightly and moved her hips back and forth into his dick. He grunted audibly from pleasure, breathing more heavily and looking at the side of Corinne's face.<br/><br/>This position felt too... impersonal to him. She was too far. He could not kiss her. He could not feel her breath on his skin. After a while, he pulled out, pre-cum and vaginal fluids dripping from his glossy gland. He then decided to crash himself next to her. Lying on his back, he smiled as he waited for her to look at him.<br/><br/><strong>"Come sit on your throne, Miss Bailey,"</strong>he teased, wanting her to ride him like she owned him.