<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/10/Redheadelf.jpeg)</div><br/>It was clear what was about to happen.  Tashiel's rounded hips trembled as the man held her, the tip of his hot hard shaft nudging at her entrance.  But she could only watch, blue eyes wide and fascinated as he lowered her, inch by inch, onto his cock.  She gasped as the tip parted her folds, her whole exposed form shivering as he rubbed her from the inside.  A long moan became a soft cry as he filled her, his full length deep inside her wet passage.  Tashiel blinked, lips parted.<em>He's... inside me.</em>How did this happen?  It seemed almost like a dream.<br/><br/>It was just the slightest of shifts.  Tashiel adjusted her hips, whether for comfort or out of natural sensual instinct.  Breath suddenly hissed through her teeth as she felt that length touch something new deep inside her, her walls squeezing him in response.  Still acting on instinct, she rose up, hips lifting until just his tip remained, and his hands, gripping her narrow waist, kept her from rising any further.  That barrier made her push back down, instead.  "Ahhh!"  Tashiel cried out, arching atop him, scarlet locks swirling about her head, brushing across her bare breasts, as she impaled herself on his cock, a rush of pleasure shooting through her form as he filled her again.<br/><br/>Was he doing it, or was she?  Tashiel would have said it was his hands, forcing her body to move.  But everyone could see the flex and play of her bare thighs as she rose and fell atop him, again and again, the wet lewd sounds of his cock filling her echoing in the alleyway.  The steady roll of her hips, emphasizing her feminine curves, and letting his cock grind wonderfully inside her tight channel, and against her clit, wasn't something his hands could be responsible for.  Tashiel's whole body quivered each time he filled her, a cry escaping her parted lips.  She writhed, twisting appealingly this way and that, generous breasts bouncing steadily with the rhythm of their fucking.  Though she might have denied it if asked, it was obvious to everyone that she was a participant in this enjoyment of her body.<br/><br/>When her climax came, it was sudden; she'd been very near it for a while as she rode him.  But feeling his strong hands claim her bare breasts, feeling fingers trap her rosy nipples, a rush of pleasure shot through her slender form.  When he gave them a gentle tug, the rush of pleasure pushed her over the edge.  She pushed down onto him as hard as she could, crying out in wanton pleasure.  She bent backwards at her narrow waist as her inner walls pulsed around him, her breasts lifting and pressing forward, a look of wild ecstasy on her lovely features.  She cried out again as she felt his cock twitch, felt that hot rush of seed deep within her, filling her up, coating her insides.  The new sensation set off a fresh wave of climax.  Desperately she clung to him, her whole body trembling, moaning her hips giving a little shake each time she felt a new spurt of his seed.<br/><br/>...<br/><br/>And then, slowly, overcome, her eyes closed...