Jose, over her with such force, stared into her even when his climax arrived, such a vision his face was with such gratitude appearing as the thick c**k burst. He didn’t smile with his lips as much as his whole expression looked inspired in that final moment.
Elena was pleased again, brought to a climax when Jose fell off of her, and with toying fingers teased the orgasm from her body. She’d been swimming of sorts, from all the kisses, every atom in her awakened; this ending was another wave to drift upon, and so doing, she realized she could drift on to another and another and another, endlessly until Jose drew away from her.
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“Do you think it will storm?” she said, looking out from the patio at the black swarm of air congregating in the western and northern skies. The clouds were a
