I panted. My breathing was heavy and laboured as I tried to hold all my emotions in. I was so overwhelmed. I didn't want to let go and open up my floodgates, otherwise, I would have burst into tears. Not yet. No, not yet. I have to hold it in, just a little bit longer. Just till we can completely tip ourselves over together, emotionally.Until we end up becoming a massive emotional mess. But just not yet.
"Hey, are you okay?"
"Barely. But yes, I am."
He let out a chuckle.
"Steady on, I don't want you to burst a vein."
I returned a shy smile as I nodded.
"I.. I'm trying very hard, to hold it all in."
"So, tell me what you want."
"I.. I want you to be mine."
"..Okay."
"...Yeah?"
"Yes. Absolutely, yes."
I heard a little chuckle, it may have been one of the most adorable forms of laughter to hear on Christmas Day.
"Oh, thank you...!!"
I showered him with kisses all over.
I reached out and grabbed him and held him. My hands weren't large enough as I heard him groan with frustration as I tried to reach out and go over a large area of his body, I tried to stroke a larger area, rubbing and stroking, to draw out pleasures with a large contact surface area. Could I cover and touch a larger area with my hands so that I could draw more moans of pleasure out of him? I just, I just so I wanted to give him more and draw more out from him, much much more out of him. How I wished my hands could cover a larger area. I shook my head in frustration. I wanted to cover more areas of each other's bodies as I enjoyed the contact I felt between us. I wanted to run my hands all over him and leave no area untouched.
It was such a sultry, humid and as far as hot Australian summers went, it just could not get better than this. Australian Christmas summer and it could not get any better than this. following our desires to get closer and let our bodies melt and merge into one. To let ourselves get lost in the moment as we dug deep, deeper and deeper into each other, making my partner squeak out of pleasure, his cries of joy that bounced off the walls. bouncing off the walls.
"Don't stop, Oh, please, don't stop.."
I grunted and heaved back as I took short gasps of air so that I would not pass out;
"I have no intentions of stopping...even if you begged me to stop..!"
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Twoset Gloved
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