Sweat was rolling down both of your bodies and faces with your boxers being the only thing seperating the two of you. Both of you were moaning loudly, although hers were punctuated by whimpers, gasps and the ocasional scream. One of your hands was busy with her breasts, the other moving in and out of her with ferver as your lips started to trail kisses from her jaw line down to her shoulders. Her legs were wrapped around your waist, her nails digging into your back and her lips opening and closing as she let out sounds of pleasure. Suddenly she went rigid before she whimpered and began shaking violently.
For a while she lay there, her mouth open and eyes wide, breathing heavily and cheeks a violent shade of red. Sweat coated her face, neck, breasts, stomach and arms, mixing with the mascara that dripped down her face. Locks of hair had escaped from the long braid.Then suddenly, as her stupor wore off, her hands reached up to tangle themselves into your hair and she kissed you softly. Her lips were salty with sweat, but at the moment you couldn't care less.Suddenly, she jumped a bit and looked down at the tent in your boxers. Licking her lips, one hand slipped into your boxers. You flinched involuntarily, before letting out a barely audible moan and letting your head rest on her shoulder. She giggled slightly, running a hand through your hair as she continued to stroke your shaft, making your breathing heavier.
Just as your body began to shake uncontrolably and your hips thrust involuntarily, you stopped her and pulled down your boxers, leaning over her. Sweating nearly as much as was, you brought your lips to her ear, grazing her ear with your teeth. She shivered again, her lips parting. Her legs spread as wide as she could force them to, and she gripped your shaft, bringing to her entrance.
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