Shivering, Lena almost begged Julian to stop. Passion had given her face a glow and her body tightened around the hard thrust of his manhood. She arched against him, needing him deep within her. His name rose on her lips again and again as she cried out with the passion of the moment. She was in a fever, teased into a maddened frenzy, her love button feeling swollen and tormented in the best possible way almost to the point of pain.<br/><br/>Blindly, Lena raked her nails down his thick, muscled back. The silken hardness of his cock nudged her closer and closer to another orgasmic frenzy and as his face nuzzled the curve of her neck, she moaned as if in pain. "Yes, yes, yes," she cried out in voice that said it all.