Reality evaporated as ecstasy enfolded them, transforming mortal flesh into an eternal dance of the omnipotent p***s and v****a, yoked together in genital paradise.
With shuddering moans and sighs, the two subsided into the bliss of s****l exhaustion; their perspiring bodies relaxing into his peaceful embrace.
“I love you, master,” she whispered, kissing his shoulder and sighing again.
“I will cherish each moment I spend f*****g you,” he answered. “I will treasure your body and your beauty as long as time will last.” He raised his shoulders and slid a hand under her head, lifting it and pressing his hungry lips repeatedly into her cloud of red hair. He lay the side of his face in the cushion of her hair and looked into my eyes. “You, too, sweet Miss 1247,” he murmured.
“Hey, let’s not
