Towering Pines  |  Vale Residence
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				Title: <strong>Towering Pines  |  Vale Residence</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GnothiSeauton</strong> on <strong>30-03-2017, 07:12:17</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Vale Residence</strong></span><br><br><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><em>Located on Desmond Drive</em></span></span></div><br><br><div align="center">(http://i.imgur.com/qPDDmMK.jpg)</div><br><br><div align="center"><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Interior - Main Floor and Second Level</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div align="center">(http://i.imgur.com/dymWFBh.jpg)&nbsp; (http://i.imgur.com/3t0Aoci.jpg)&nbsp; (http://i.imgur.com/TyIzGYY.jpg)<br><br>(http://i.imgur.com/V5ophcn.jpg)&nbsp; (http://i.imgur.com/DRLhQ7e.jpg)&nbsp; (http://i.imgur.com/KNcqhpT.jpg)<br><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><em>Top Row, Left to Right:&nbsp; Front living room and dining room, kitchen, wine and tasting room.<br>Bottom Row, Left to Right:&nbsp; Master bedroom, home office, private yoga studio</em></span></div></div></div></div><br><div align="center"><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Basement - Aric's Bachelor Pad</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div align="center"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><em>Coming Soon</em></span></div></div></div></div><br><div align="center"><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Pool House / Guest House</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div align="center">(http://i.imgur.com/sJiIAvG.jpg)&nbsp; (http://i.imgur.com/FQMQhuh.jpg)&nbsp; (http://i.imgur.com/wYMv722.jpg)<br><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><em>Left to Right:&nbsp; Bedroom, exterior, main sitting room and kitchenette</em></span></div></div></div></div><br><br><div align="center">(http://i.imgur.com/32aF3Rf.jpg)&nbsp; (https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/58/dc/25/58dc257559b91007c7bc769c791257ab.jpg)&nbsp; (http://i.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2016/03/08/22/31FF415200000578-3482967-image-m-78_1457477268789.jpg)<br><br><em><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font">Alexandra Vale (Homeowner)</span> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=264761.msg13068641#msg13068641)&nbsp; &nbsp; -&nbsp; &nbsp; <span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font">Aric Vale (Resident)</span> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=264761.msg13070356#msg13070356)&nbsp; &nbsp; -&nbsp; &nbsp; <span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font">Corbin McCree (Occasional Guest)</span> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=264761.msg13074502#msg13074502)</em></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Towering Pines  |  Vale Residence</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GnothiSeauton</strong> on <strong>31-03-2017, 01:17:40</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/32aF3Rf.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://68.media.tumblr.com/0a56b4fdcd377404cc2dc0fc897fcf20/tumblr_ogp36gCdMh1tkcy1ko2_r1_540.png)</div><div align="center"><strong>Character:</strong><br>&lt; - <strong>Alexandra Vale</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=264761.msg13068641#msg13068641) | <strong>Jake Mitchum</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=264761.msg13090020#msg13090020) - &gt;<br><strong>Date:</strong><br>Day 1<br>Shortly before the beginning of the HOA Meeting<br><strong>Where:</strong><br>Home Office<br><strong>Wearing:</strong><br>Jeans, casual blouse | Slacks, dark dress shirt<br><strong>Status:</strong><br>Plotting Revenge<br><strong>Warning:</strong><br>Light, Conversation<br><strong>Tagging:</strong><br>Mentioning Gregory Eames.<br>Closed.<br></div><br><hr><br>Through the plumes of hazy smoke from her cigarette, Alex looked upon the photos she had once thought she would never take. <br><br>Her gaze was critical, sweeping over every inch of the vibrant photos in her hand.&nbsp; She begrudgingly allowed herself to think they were just about flawless with how her body popped out upon the glossy photos.&nbsp; Photoshopped, she suspected, the lines and wrinkles digitally removed to present a body that looked stunning in it's naked glory.<br><br>She had often rolled her eyes at the people whose photos needed considerable work on the computer, who had spent hours and hours trying to make themselves some false image of themselves.&nbsp; Alex had always been a believer in being true to one's self, to not worry about what others thought and gossiped about behind the backs of others.&nbsp; But she had to admit, in that moment, she was a little bit thankful for the technology that made her look so good in the photos.<br><br>“They look good.” She said, placing the photos back down upon the desk, sitting back in her seat as she looked upon the photographer.&nbsp; <br><br>Jake Mitchum smiled softly.&nbsp; “You look good.” <br><br>Alex allowed a shade of a smile to cross her features.&nbsp; “Quite the charmer.” <br><br>A chuckle escaped Jake's lips.&nbsp; “I try.” <br><br>Her eyes turned back to the photos as they sat upon her desk.&nbsp; She wondered if she was ready to do such an act.&nbsp; It had been in the back of her mind for some time, one of many ideas that had crossed her thoughts as she wondered and debated just how to get back at that son of a bitch.<br><br>The thought of naked photos had never really sat right with her.&nbsp; Perhaps it was old fashioned in her mind, but Alex was a believer in keeping her body to herself and those she chose to share it with.&nbsp; Taking photos, or videos, for that matter, only risked an invasion of privacy she detested.&nbsp; No one, not one of her former lovers, not even herself, had taken photos of her body.<br><br>And then, at that very moment, she had a small little stack of photos that crossed the boundaries she had set up for herself.<br><br>They were done tastefully, done the right way.&nbsp; Not something done out of some sleazy porn.&nbsp; They spoke of something personal, something special.&nbsp; A desire that spoke through the way her eyes gazed at the camera, from the way she looked over her shoulder, her body exposed and laid bare for the viewers to see.<br><br>It was just the way she wanted it.<br><br>She took a silver Sharpee from the cup of pens at her desk, writing out a note in the metallic ink in a neat, flowing script placed just above some of her more intimate areas of one photo.&nbsp; <em>You never know what you've got until it's gone...</em><br><br>He would know who it was from, she thought, as she wrote the same message upon every other photograph in the pile, placing the script strategically over her private areas, a further tease and torment.&nbsp; There could be no doubt in his mind as to who had sent it.<br><br>“He lives in that huge glass monstrosity.” Alex said, gathering the photos and placing them into a manila envelope, sealing it before leaving a print of her lips in lipstick upon the flap.&nbsp; Upon the front, she marked For Greg.<br><br>Jake laughed, nodding his head.&nbsp; “I think I know which one you're talking about.” He said, taking the envelope that was offered.&nbsp; <br><br>“Just leave it in the mailbox.” She said, sitting back to take a look at her watch, knowing that she was a bit behind schedule to get to the meeting.&nbsp; “He'll find it sooner or later.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Towering Pines  |  Vale Residence</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GnothiSeauton</strong> on <strong>01-04-2017, 06:36:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/ptLBWg9.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; <strong>Alexandra Vale</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=264761.msg13068641#msg13068641)<br><strong>Time / Location:</strong>&nbsp; Late evening, just after the <br><strong>Wearing:</strong>&nbsp; Link - NSFW (http://i.imgur.com/zoWgNiG.jpg)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; Reserved - Mentions Satan/Greg, Aric <br><strong>Content:</strong>&nbsp; Bad night blues<br><br><hr><br>By the time Alexandra left the St. Clair residence, the party across the street at Satan's house was still going, so thus, when Alex pulled her car into the driveway, and stepped inside the house, she was all alone.&nbsp; There were no far off sounds of the television, or stereo from the door leading down to the basement loft, a sign that Aric had yet to make him way back.<br><br>Another night, perhaps, and she would have waited up for him.&nbsp; She would have sat herself down on the couch, her phone in hand, eyes drifting back and forth between the television, her phone, and the window.&nbsp; She would have waited all night for him to come home, to give him an earful and, as her mother had said, a “whoopin'” if she had to given his ideas of fun.<br><br>After one of her more humiliating evenings however, all she wanted was her bed.<br><br>She made her way up the stairs of her house, and moved into the bedroom where the door was closed, the lights turned down low.&nbsp; Her clothes were stripped away, put off into a pile in the distant corner of the room where in the morning she would pick it up and toss it into the hamper.<br><br>For a long time she sat upon the bed in her underwear, looking out at the window.&nbsp; Her mind replayed the events in her mind, how mortified she felt in that moment.&nbsp; It was one thing to be caught, which she admitted was something intriguing, but to be caught in a place where she didn't belong, by a man she was not particularly keen on, someone who was almost a stranger, couldn't sit right with her.<br><br>Maybe she was overthinking it, she thought.&nbsp; Maybe it was just the emotions of the day, of firing a little salvo at Greg, of having to be in his presence, always made her feel a bit on edge.&nbsp; It wasn't easy seeing the man who had chosen someone else over her, who had broken vows and shattered a marriage to go screw some tramp.<br><br>She was tempted to go down the stairs, to go grab a bottle and cuddle into bed with it.&nbsp; Instead, resisting the temptation, Alex just curled herself up under the thick duvet and went to sleep.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Towering Pines  |  Vale Residence</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>02-04-2017, 16:25:26</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://pizzadeontem.com.br/site/wp-content/uploads/2016/07/zac-efron-2016.jpg)</div><strong>Character</strong>:Corbin McCree<br><strong>Location</strong>: Alex House, Morning after Hoa Meeting <br><strong>Dressed:</strong> Not<br><strong>Tagged</strong>: Alexandra Vale<hr> <br><br>Corbin accepted the night had become a crashing flop and wished Alex good night. He sighed in frustration with his current state but was in no condition or mood to remedy it. Ironically enough he ended up returning to Alex’s house after a long walk home. In that time he cleared his head and managed to stop thinking about the day and hoped to put it behind him. Once home he tossed himself onto the couch and fell asleep after some channel surfing. <br><br>He slept most of the morning away, waking up long enough to glance at his cell phone. After some shambling into the bathroom to brush his teeth and make sure his hair wasn’t flat he glanced out towards the house. It was saturday, which meant the ladies would be getting together for tea or brunch or whatever it was they did, but when was it again? Corbin was curious if he could intercept Alex before she met up with them. It would be a good way to start the day, a little early morning cardio and some released endorphins and he could get sex off his mind for ten or twenty minutes. <br><br>He let himself in, he was no stranger, and climbed up the stairs into Alex’s room hoping she would be getting ready for a shower. Instead he found her mostly uncovered and very asleep. Corbin weighed his options and moved to open the curtains to let some light in. This was all uncharted territory for him, the entire morning sex routine as he rarely found himself in a situation that permitted it. Worst case scenario he would strike out a third time and just have to take care of himself. <br><br>After stripping down, he smoothly slipped into the large comfortable bed behind Alex. Corbin wrapped his arms around the sleeping brunette and her into him. A kiss was planted on the back of her neck before a hand moved to cup one of her breasts. He always liked how she never opted for fake tits. They way they felt and fit in the palm of his rough hands. His large hands still sported a few callouses, not as many as he had when he first arrived from Texas a few years earlier. The hand moved from one breast to the other, making sure one didn’t feel neglected. <br><br>The effect was becoming noticeable, more so as he had fully stripped down when he invaded her bed and personal space. He could wait a little more and hope she woke up receptive to the idea. The one free hand that began to move south, fingertips caressing her smooth stomach until they slid over the mound and under the crotch of her panties. “Good morning..” He greeted when he felt the first signs of her stirring awake. “Sleep well?” Corbin asked softly before continuing his risky ministrations. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Towering Pines  |  Vale Residence</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GnothiSeauton</strong> on <strong>03-04-2017, 06:27:42</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/ptLBWg9.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; <strong>Alexandra Vale</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=264761.msg13068641#msg13068641)<br><strong>Time / Location:</strong>&nbsp; Late evening, just after the <br><strong>Wearing:</strong>&nbsp; Link - NSFW (http://i.imgur.com/zoWgNiG.jpg)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; Reserved - Mentions Satan/Greg, Aric <br><strong>Content:</strong>&nbsp; Bad night blues<br><br><hr><br>There could have only been one person so bold enough to pay her such a personal visit so early in the morning.<br><br>She heard him enter the bedroom, watched through heavily lidded eyes as he came in and opened up the curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows, gazed upon him as he stripped down and climbed into bed beside her.&nbsp; Corbin certainly didn't disappoint when he climbed in behind her and began to show her the sort of attention she admired out of the young man.<br><br>A soft, drowsy moan escaped from deep within her at his touch, the feel of his lips against the back of her neck, the touch of his strong, masculine hands upon her body.&nbsp; This was the sort of young man she liked in her bed, a man who knew how to please a woman and get her going, not by humping her backside, but by knowing where to touch, how to make a woman purr with delight.<br><br>“It's turning into a good morning.” She said, rolling onto her back, her legs parting to give him better access to the sensitive little nub that had been denied the attention it had so very much desired the previous night.<br><br>Her hand reached down between them, trailing along his defined abdomen to find what she was looking for.&nbsp; His hot, rigid masculinity was taken into the palm of her hand, slowly stroking and caressing the impressive length.<br><br>Alex glanced over to the window, a smirk coming across her face.&nbsp; “Thinking about giving the neighborhood a little bit of a show?” She asked, her hand continuing to pump his cock.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Towering Pines  |  Vale Residence</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>07-04-2017, 03:23:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://pizzadeontem.com.br/site/wp-content/uploads/2016/07/zac-efron-2016.jpg)</div><strong>Character</strong>:Corbin McCree<br><strong>Location</strong>: Alex House, Morning after Hoa Meeting <br><strong>Dressed:</strong> Not<br><strong>Tagged</strong>: Alexandra Vale<hr> <br><br>There was a certain grace, women like Alexandra had that others didn't. It hit all the right triggers in his head, the soft sounds, the stretches in bed, the way she rolled onto her back, it had to be the confidence. Corbin's eyes moved downward as more of her body was put on display. "If you keep that up, It'll be a great morning for the both of us" He promised with a playful smile crossing his features.&nbsp; <br><br>His hand slipped out between her thighs to run them up the insides of her smooth thighs then up and down the crotch of her panties before slipping underneath once more. Corbin shifted on his side as the two of them continued to tease and toy with one another. His cock continued to swell, aching for more while his fingers coaxed her clit out of hiding. He was gentle at first, careful not to overdo it. <br><br>"Now that I think about it." He moved in to kiss her lips then glance towards the window. Initially he had not planned anything of that sort but who would see them? Weren't the others getting ready to meet one another? "I didn't want you thinking I was going to slip in under darkness, get what I want and leave...but it might have crossed my mind." Corbin admitted with a slight chuckle. <br><br><br>"But now, the thought of fucking you against that window is enticing." He shared before he rolled over onto her, holding himself up with his arms as he leaned in and slowly worked his way down her body. A trail of kisses moved down between her breasts, past her stomach, her hand eventually forced to let him go as he moved lower. Fingers hooked into the sides of her panties and pulled them up and off her legs. "Window, bed, floor...I don't care. I just want those legs wrapped around me one way or another." Corbin slipped of the end of the bed, pulling her with him until her legs dropped off the edge of the bed. His head moved between her thighs, biting the inside of her thigh before moving on. There was no denying Corbin was riled up. His tongue ran up and down the swelling folds of her slit until lips kisses and toyed with her clit. Both hands moved up her body, claiming a breast in each hand before he began to grope and squeeze each mound zealously. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Towering Pines  |  Vale Residence</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GnothiSeauton</strong> on <strong>08-04-2017, 03:45:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/ptLBWg9.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; <strong>Alexandra Vale</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=264761.msg13068641#msg13068641)<br><strong>Time / Location:</strong>&nbsp; Late evening, just after the <br><strong>Wearing:</strong>&nbsp; Link - NSFW (http://i.imgur.com/zoWgNiG.jpg)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; Corbin - Closed<br><strong>Content:</strong>&nbsp; Morning Wake Up Work Out<br><br><hr><br>Her breathing changed, deepening with his touch.&nbsp; The last tendrils of sleep were releasing their grip upon her mind and body, replaced with the growing sensual comfort that came from her most intimate areas.&nbsp; A soft moan of approval came from her as he continued his touch, becoming like clay in his hands, ready to be shaped, ready to be molded.&nbsp; Not an ounce of protest came as he moved her towards the end of the bed, as he parted her thighs and began to show her the attention she desired.<br><br>There was once a time in her life when Alexandra wouldn't have had a part of what was going on.&nbsp; Aric was home, the windows open to the neighbors in the early morning.&nbsp; Once upon a time in her life, she would have stopped her young lover from going on, for the sake of her kid, for the fear of being caught doing something so intimate so openly.<br><br>But who did she have to answer to?<br><br>She was a woman in her fifties, a woman who answered to no man or other woman, who answered only to herself, and herself alone.&nbsp; She didn't have to answer to her son, didn't have to answer to the neighbors who might witness her in her own home.&nbsp; The only thing which mattered in that very moment was her own happiness, her own satisfaction, her own pleasure.<br><br>Her hand raked through his hair as he kissed and licked her, the fire of desire growing with every stroke of his tongue.&nbsp; She had no care for who might be looking through the second floor window.&nbsp; Let them watch, she thought to herself.&nbsp; Let them watch this hot young man, his desire undoubtedly throbbing and aching between his legs, please her like a goddess.&nbsp; Let them see that this hot, young stud was there, hot and hard, all for her.<br><br>She could feel her pleasure building, feeling the ache of emptiness tighten within her.&nbsp; Her back arched, her fighters tightening upon his hair, upon the sheet beneath her.&nbsp; Her thighs clenched around his head, her hips grinding herself upon his eager tongue as he mauled her breasts.&nbsp; But she wanted more.&nbsp; <br><br>That undeniable fire within her desired more and more.<br><br>A limber, flexible leg moved up.&nbsp; Alexandra pulled her leg up, planting a foot upon his shoulder to push him away.&nbsp; “Come on.” She said, her voice lusty as she sat up, upon the edge of the bed.&nbsp; “Give me that cock.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Towering Pines  |  Vale Residence</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>12-04-2017, 22:06:31</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://pizzadeontem.com.br/site/wp-content/uploads/2016/07/zac-efron-2016.jpg)</div><strong>Character</strong>:Corbin McCree<br><strong>Location</strong>: Alex House, Morning after Hoa Meeting <br><strong>Dressed:</strong> Not<br><strong>Tagged</strong>:Alexandra <hr><br>Corbin shamelessly lapped Alex's pussy, he was his most devout when his head was buried between a pair of thighs. He licked and teased at the hardened clit, kissed and slid his tongue up and down her slit until he felt a foot attempt to push him away. His attention turned towards the offense, a hand diverted from the breast it had previously mauled to seize the foot. His lips kissed the ankle before working its way over to the sole of her foot. His mouth parted to playfully bite at her heal before he placed it on his chest, followed by the other. Corbin minor foot fetish surfaced amongst those who let him have his way but he was sure this was not one of those times. His hands moved to her feet, the urge to toy with them forgotten as she demanded his cock. <br><br>"Yes Ma'am..." The texan drawl managed to seep into his tone, or perhaps it had never gone away even if he thought it had faded in the last few years he'd been away from home. Corbin practically jumped back up to his feet and pushed Alex easily back up into the bed, spreading her thighs before crawling over her and drop his hips between them. With a hand wrapping around his cock and the other holding him up, he lewdly smacked her pussy with his rock hard cock a few times. The teasing didn't last long, the uncut head was pushed between her swollen folds, allowing him to slowly sink into her, taking every last bit of his control until his balls were pressing up between her thighs. <br><br>His lips attacked her neck as he allowed himself to indulge in in the following overwhelming sensations that had built up. He hungrily sucked and kissed her skin before he shifted his weight onto her and began to thrust into her as deep as he could. Corbin moved to kiss and lick at her skin while managing thrust faster and harder, run his hands up and down her body. He lifted his head and looked between them, his smirk returning as he panted for air and watched as her body took every inch of him. "Is this what you wanted Ms. Vale?" Corbin teased as a hand moved up to claim and squeeze a bouncing tit as he continued to fuck her. “I know this is what I needed!” He confessed in between deep breaths. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Towering Pines  |  Vale Residence</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GnothiSeauton</strong> on <strong>13-04-2017, 19:59:49</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/ptLBWg9.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; <strong>Alexandra Vale</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=264761.msg13068641#msg13068641)<br><strong>Time / Location:</strong>&nbsp; Late evening, just after the <br><strong>Wearing:</strong>&nbsp; Link - NSFW (http://i.imgur.com/zoWgNiG.jpg)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; Corbin - Closed<br><strong>Content:</strong>&nbsp; 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.&nbsp; 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.&nbsp; 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.&nbsp; 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.&nbsp; 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.&nbsp; 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.&nbsp; He was a good fuck, he always was.&nbsp; Never had she been unsatisfied by her pool boy's body.&nbsp; <br><br>But she was no delicate little thing.&nbsp; She was no young woman who held thoughts of romance and passion in lovemaking.&nbsp; She was not one of the other women in the neighborhood who simply wanted something slow, sensual, savory.&nbsp; She wanted more.&nbsp; <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.&nbsp; “I said...” She began, her voice raising as she looked into his eyes.&nbsp; “Give me that cock.”<br><br>Her hands pulled his head down, kissing him roughly, with passion behind her lips.&nbsp; The pink little tongue darted forth, parting his lips, tasting herself upon him.&nbsp; “Fuck me.” She commanded in a voice so lusty, so full of passion, of yearning, an almost lewd begging.&nbsp; “I want you to fuck me.”
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