<sup><strong><span class="bbc_u">Lounge - Salonika</span></strong></sup><br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=65488.msg2971035#msg2971035">Quote from: Darkcide on 25-04-2010, 18:20:16</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><span class="bbc_u">Lounge - Azrael</span><br/><br/>Azrael's hand slowly slid down her back, before he grasped his large member at the base. Placing the fat tip directly to her entrance, he could feel her heat through her folds before he pushed against her hard. Eventually shoving himself inside of her, and allowing the head to penetrate Salonika's sex. A soft grunt accompanied this action as one of his hands grasped hold of her hips and he started to thrust into her with slow yet deliberate pumps. He definitely hadn't expected the day's events to occur, but Azrael couldn't complain. It was with that he would pump into this woman who's name he hadn't bothered to get, nor really cared to know. Driving himself deeper into her snatch, as he was going to punish her for her assault with the pheromones.<br/><br/>There was something of a thrill to be fucking out in the lounge where pretty much anyone could walk into, Azrael licked his lips slowly and started pulling her hips backwards as he watched more of his length slowly disappear into her body.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>The moment just prior is such a delicious tease.   As the cock's head teases against.    It leaves one in held breath of anticipation.   Already the host of energy can be tasted.   That soon will be tapped into by the two of them.   As they would generate such delicious energy.    Gripping the sides of the table bent over.   Fingers tightening.  As the moment comes.  Her labia being stretched as he pushed into her.  Stretching her out, igniting the spark that now allow her to tap into the energy.<br/><br/>Those blasted pheromones seem to go off the chart when you enter her.  So strong is the musk odor that instigates your arousal and attraction to this brown skin beauty.<br/><br/>Salonika waited, holding still.   Learning the rhythm that will be set before she would move to join in, with a practice knowledge.       While it is not lost upon her that anyone could walk into the lounge at any moment.   This added to the energy.    It would help fuel it.     Yet she would give him a taste of what is to come.   With more then merely entering her.  For she is master of the tantra of Kama Sutra.      Like a belly dancer she ripple her tummy muscles in a serpentine roll.  Unseen because she is bent over the tabe.  But most definitely felt by Azrael.     As he suddenly feel the rippling effect of her vaginal walls surrounding his cock in snuggle tightness.