John and Karen

Part Ten Turn Me!

Hank feels the sucking sound of Karen's mouth she sucks his passion, she teases his thrill. His penis is still inside her. He feels the craving, the glow, the moaning for more. His heart rate is accelerating, his body is glowing.
Hank feels his heart throbbing. His body has stopped moving and is enjoying Karen sucking him wet and dry. But his heartthrobs, his excitement has not stopped pounding against his skin, passing the bodily barrier between him and Karen. He feels his erection inside her. He feels Karen's nectar running down his balls, he feels a teasing sensation in his lower body.

Hank is struggling, he enjoys Karen sucking his tongue and kissing him passionately. He wants to be inside her twice, but it is sweet teasing torture for him.
He puts his hands on her butt and squeezes her butt cheeks.

"Don't torture me!" 💬💫❤

Karen understands, she stops sucking his tongue, Hank is rolling his tongue back. It feels like he is pulling out of her, her tense passionate grab, this elating tease. She looks at him. Hank looks at her deeply.

"Do you see what you have awakened?!" 💬🦁❤

He looks at her like a wild beast. He has been holding back, Karen teased and enticed him further. Hank tries to convey with his eyes:

"I need relief!" ❤💬

Karen kisses him compassionately. She moves her hips up and down slowly. Hank moans in relief. Karen's flower twitches and turns and opens the valve to Hank's relief.
Hank closes his eyes, but Karen's slow movements don't give him satisfaction. He wants to raise the tempo, but he isn't quite sure whether he should go a bit rougher on her. He feels the passionate pain, the feeling that one is brought always close to an ecstatic pinnacle, but right before reaching the climax, it wanes down.
Hank feels his penis pounding and craving for Karen's flower, Karen's body, everything that is Karen.
Hank lifts Karen cautiously, pulls his penis back to the rim and entry of her flower, and pushes it inside her. He watches her closely. Karen has stopped moving her hips. Her grip around his neck tightens, she seems to expect Hank's ravenous hunger. She closes her eyes. Hank again pulls his penis back to the rim and this time he drives inside her faster, while closely watching her. Karen moans in response.
Hank raises slowly the tempo. His balls clash against her flower's pedals and make a loud sucking sound. Hank reads in Karen's face that she likes it. Her entire facial complexion has turned into an ecstatic trance. Hank kisses her forehead and is conveying:

"Thank you!" 💋❤💬

Hank feels his entire body working, he feels the twitching of every muscle in his body. His arms move Karen's body back and forth, while his hips meet her and his balls are like waves reaching shore. Hank feels the rush, the relief, the excitement.
Karen opens slightly her mouth to keep up with the faster tempo. Her sweet moanings grow louder.

Hank looks at this beautiful woman in awe and compassion. He looks at every laugh wrinkle on her cheeks. He looks at this beautiful face that smiled politely during dinner, a nice face that always seems to elate every room that it walks into. This nice girl that everyone seems to like for being nice, but Hank is looking at a different woman. A woman that enjoys every push of his penis inside her. He stares at wrinkles that twitched and tweaked for small talk and a nice friendly conversation, now they are twitching in sweet ecstatic pleasure. Her entire facial complexion, her entire face has changed.
Karen's face has taken up a warm, rosy tenure. Her cheeks are glowing, her lips are lively and lush red. Her moans have distorted her voice. Hank looks at a different woman.
He stares at her in amazement and the more he grasps what is happening in front of his eyes, the more he wants her. His movements get rougher, he doesn't hold back his craving anymore, he won't.

"Feel this!"💬❤

Hank speaks with his body, his pounding hips convey to her:

"You make me mad!" ❤💬

Karen throws her head back, she looks like a beautiful woman falling down an ecstatic spiral. She is breathing heavily. She is twisting and twitching, she is being sucked into this spiral. And Hank wants to catch up to her. He feels a twitch in his muscle, he doesn't know why, but he feels that he needs to rush after her, follow her into the spiral.
Hank feels Karen's nectar on his balls, gripping and teasing them. He releases a loud moan. His hips work themselves into exhaustion. He feels his penis throbbing faster and faster. The sucking of Karen's flower grows louder and louder. Her moans become deeper and longer. She is exhaling. She is close.
Then Karen vents a high-pitched scream. Her scream sends Hank's ears ringing. She shrieks out of exhaustion and overwhelming. She is being ripped out of her ecstatic trance.
She wraps Hank with her entire body so that Hank can't move anymore. He was close to coming, but Karen was faster and put her legs tightly around his waist so that he can't continue anymore.

Hank looks at Karen's facial convulsions with satisfaction and craving. He didn't finish, but he shares her excitement, her loss of control over her body. He looks at Karen falling back on the mattress and herself holding her vagina like she would be trying to stop the ecstatic flow. She is stifling her moans. Her arms surround her belly to calm herself.  Her legs close and open in convulsion.
Hank looks at Karen's twitching flower with pleasure. This beautiful woman has revealed to him more about herself, more facets of her personality and cravings.
Hank rubs his penis gently. He still feels the connection, he still feels the pedals of Karen's vagina caressing his penis, sucking it ravenously.
Hank looks at Karen with the awe of someone who bears witness to the opening, blossoming, and extending of a beautiful flower in real-time. He looks at the beauty of nature. He enjoys every of Karen's convulsions. He rubs his penis, he feels Karen's wet nectar over his penis and balls and he knows he wants more, he wants to hear again the beautiful sound of her orgasm, he can't get enough of her orgasm face.