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If there was anything that Daxos loved more than the taste of this woman, he couldn't think of it at the moment. The wine and this woman's intoxicating presence permeated through his mind, taking hold in a soft yet strong grip. He didn't know who was truly in control, him, her, or the wine.
That didn't matter to him now. Thoughts of his nation slipped from his mind. In his altered state of mind, in his own home, with this woman, was his entire world. He voraciously worked his tongue and lips on her womanhood, the sweet taste of this strange foreign woman. There was something sweeter about women from beyond the sea or to the east.
For the next few minutes, Daxos greedily lapped up the juices that flowed from her maidenhood. He could feel her hands rummaging his hair, the sound of her moans, her wetness upon his neck and beard. It was as she had been all night, intoxicating. He would please her, make her want more. Even if she was not to stay, with a woman as exotic as her, he would hope she would come back for another fuck if she was ever in the area.
He stood, gently grabbing her legs and sliding her to the edge of the bed. Looking down at her from above, his eyes hungered and shone in the dim light of the firepit, "Hopefully, this night will keep your bed warm for your travels ahead." He leaned over, her legs by his side as he kissed her and entered her simultaneously. He was hit by her warmth and the feeling of pure ecstasy as he began to gyrate his hips. He could feel the wetness upon his thighs. It only served to rile him up more.
His right hand made its way to her breasts, his left hiked up her leg as he slid even deeper inside her. His nibbled her neck and shoulders as he enveloped her body with his own. The only sounds he could her was her sensual moans, the crackle of the dying fire, and the rhythmic sounds of his body against hers. He would go like this for many minutes, being a soldier always had its uses in physical stamina. He wondered if she could take an all-night session like he wanted.
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If there was anything that Daxos loved more than the taste of this woman, he couldn't think of it at the moment. The wine and this woman's intoxicating presence permeated through his mind, taking hold in a soft yet strong grip. He didn't know who was truly in control, him, her, or the wine.
That didn't matter to him now. Thoughts of his nation slipped from his mind. In his altered state of mind, in his own home, with this woman, was his entire world. He voraciously worked his tongue and lips on her womanhood, the sweet taste of this strange foreign woman. There was something sweeter about women from beyond the sea or to the east.
For the next few minutes, Daxos greedily lapped up the juices that flowed from her maidenhood. He could feel her hands rummaging his hair, the sound of her moans, her wetness upon his neck and beard. It was as she had been all night, intoxicating. He would please her, make her want more. Even if she was not to stay, with a woman as exotic as her, he would hope she would come back for another fuck if she was ever in the area.
He stood, gently grabbing her legs and sliding her to the edge of the bed. Looking down at her from above, his eyes hungered and shone in the dim light of the firepit, "Hopefully, this night will keep your bed warm for your travels ahead." He leaned over, her legs by his side as he kissed her and entered her simultaneously. He was hit by her warmth and the feeling of pure ecstasy as he began to gyrate his hips. He could feel the wetness upon his thighs. It only served to rile him up more.
His right hand made its way to her breasts, his left hiked up her leg as he slid even deeper inside her. His nibbled her neck and shoulders as he enveloped her body with his own. The only sounds he could her was her sensual moans, the crackle of the dying fire, and the rhythmic sounds of his body against hers. He would go like this for many minutes, being a soldier always had its uses in physical stamina. He wondered if she could take an all-night session like he wanted.
If there was anything that Daxos loved more than the taste of this woman, he couldn't think of it at the moment. The wine and this woman's intoxicating presence permeated through his mind, taking hold in a soft yet strong grip. He didn't know who was truly in control, him, her, or the wine.
That didn't matter to him now. Thoughts of his nation slipped from his mind. In his altered state of mind, in his own home, with this woman, was his entire world. He voraciously worked his tongue and lips on her womanhood, the sweet taste of this strange foreign woman. There was something sweeter about women from beyond the sea or to the east.
For the next few minutes, Daxos greedily lapped up the juices that flowed from her maidenhood. He could feel her hands rummaging his hair, the sound of her moans, her wetness upon his neck and beard. It was as she had been all night, intoxicating. He would please her, make her want more. Even if she was not to stay, with a woman as exotic as her, he would hope she would come back for another fuck if she was ever in the area.
He stood, gently grabbing her legs and sliding her to the edge of the bed. Looking down at her from above, his eyes hungered and shone in the dim light of the firepit, "Hopefully, this night will keep your bed warm for your travels ahead." He leaned over, her legs by his side as he kissed her and entered her simultaneously. He was hit by her warmth and the feeling of pure ecstasy as he began to gyrate his hips. He could feel the wetness upon his thighs. It only served to rile him up more.
His right hand made its way to her breasts, his left hiked up her leg as he slid even deeper inside her. His nibbled her neck and shoulders as he enveloped her body with his own. The only sounds he could her was her sensual moans, the crackle of the dying fire, and the rhythmic sounds of his body against hers. He would go like this for many minutes, being a soldier always had its uses in physical stamina. He wondered if she could take an all-night session like he wanted.
Somra couldn’t do much in the moment, which was not something she was used to, she usually took control, but in her current situation all there was to do was to lay back and enjoy the attention, and so that was exactly what she did, her moans filling the small house, not caring if anyone outside heard the two of them. What they did in the privacy of his house was their business and no one else’s.
Somra let out a little giggle as he pulled her forward, but it turned into another moan as his lips were on hers and he was pushing inside her. She moved her hips with his, their rhythm perfectly matching each other as she kept her gaze on him, taking his handsome looks and physique in fully as the pleasure built. She had a thing for soldiers, she didn’t know why but she had embraced it and taken any advantage she could to bed the good looking ones she came across when she had the chance. Perhaps it was something to do with the animal way they seemed to take a woman, soldiers put their lives at risk often, and as such they didn’t seem to waste time trying to be proper when it came to making love to a woman, they just went for it.
She leaned up just enough to capture his lips in another kiss, their bodies still moving together as she did so, her hands sliding up his arms before her nails scratched their way back down them, hoping to encourage him that he was doing well, as if her moans weren’t enough to do exactly that.
She bit lightly at his bottom lip before she fully laid back on the bed once more, letting her eyes close for the moment, she allowed the pleasure to wash over her, her moans getting a little louder as she did so.
One hand shot up to grip his arm once more, her nails digging in slightly as her body shook a little, hips bucking a little wildly as the pleasure came to a peak and she was thrown over the edges into ecstasy. When the pleasure started fading, her eyes opened to look back up at him with a little grin, and eyebrow raised. She had no idea if he had done the same, lost in her own pleasure, but she was fine to continue if he wished as such.
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Somra couldn’t do much in the moment, which was not something she was used to, she usually took control, but in her current situation all there was to do was to lay back and enjoy the attention, and so that was exactly what she did, her moans filling the small house, not caring if anyone outside heard the two of them. What they did in the privacy of his house was their business and no one else’s.
Somra let out a little giggle as he pulled her forward, but it turned into another moan as his lips were on hers and he was pushing inside her. She moved her hips with his, their rhythm perfectly matching each other as she kept her gaze on him, taking his handsome looks and physique in fully as the pleasure built. She had a thing for soldiers, she didn’t know why but she had embraced it and taken any advantage she could to bed the good looking ones she came across when she had the chance. Perhaps it was something to do with the animal way they seemed to take a woman, soldiers put their lives at risk often, and as such they didn’t seem to waste time trying to be proper when it came to making love to a woman, they just went for it.
She leaned up just enough to capture his lips in another kiss, their bodies still moving together as she did so, her hands sliding up his arms before her nails scratched their way back down them, hoping to encourage him that he was doing well, as if her moans weren’t enough to do exactly that.
She bit lightly at his bottom lip before she fully laid back on the bed once more, letting her eyes close for the moment, she allowed the pleasure to wash over her, her moans getting a little louder as she did so.
One hand shot up to grip his arm once more, her nails digging in slightly as her body shook a little, hips bucking a little wildly as the pleasure came to a peak and she was thrown over the edges into ecstasy. When the pleasure started fading, her eyes opened to look back up at him with a little grin, and eyebrow raised. She had no idea if he had done the same, lost in her own pleasure, but she was fine to continue if he wished as such.
Somra couldn’t do much in the moment, which was not something she was used to, she usually took control, but in her current situation all there was to do was to lay back and enjoy the attention, and so that was exactly what she did, her moans filling the small house, not caring if anyone outside heard the two of them. What they did in the privacy of his house was their business and no one else’s.
Somra let out a little giggle as he pulled her forward, but it turned into another moan as his lips were on hers and he was pushing inside her. She moved her hips with his, their rhythm perfectly matching each other as she kept her gaze on him, taking his handsome looks and physique in fully as the pleasure built. She had a thing for soldiers, she didn’t know why but she had embraced it and taken any advantage she could to bed the good looking ones she came across when she had the chance. Perhaps it was something to do with the animal way they seemed to take a woman, soldiers put their lives at risk often, and as such they didn’t seem to waste time trying to be proper when it came to making love to a woman, they just went for it.
She leaned up just enough to capture his lips in another kiss, their bodies still moving together as she did so, her hands sliding up his arms before her nails scratched their way back down them, hoping to encourage him that he was doing well, as if her moans weren’t enough to do exactly that.
She bit lightly at his bottom lip before she fully laid back on the bed once more, letting her eyes close for the moment, she allowed the pleasure to wash over her, her moans getting a little louder as she did so.
One hand shot up to grip his arm once more, her nails digging in slightly as her body shook a little, hips bucking a little wildly as the pleasure came to a peak and she was thrown over the edges into ecstasy. When the pleasure started fading, her eyes opened to look back up at him with a little grin, and eyebrow raised. She had no idea if he had done the same, lost in her own pleasure, but she was fine to continue if he wished as such.