Isadora's life has been a series of unfortunate events. Raised in the presence of an abusive father and tragically losing her mother due to the resulting trauma, Isadora finds solace in distancing herself from her once cherished religious beliefs.
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~Isadora~
He is my dark fairytale
"I know this is where you want me" He whispered and pushed me to the bed. He had my hands pinned above my head. "You're my art". He muttered while biting on his lip. The rawness in his double colored eyes had me drenching in my wetness.
"How do you do that? Make me drip without a touch". I questioned in a silent voice with my eyes locked in his.
"Spread" he demanded and my legs involuntary obeyed his command. He watched me do as he said with delight glimmering in his eyes.
He threw my leg over his shoulder and sank his face deep between my thighs. His tongue began stroking my clit and all I could do was grab into his soft hair and see the world in my head turn into that of a euphoric one.
"Don't stop. Please, make me come to life" I begged.
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~Alvaro~
She is my rippled fantasy
She laid on her back wearing nothing but lust. With her legs spread apart, She said to me, "I got fire between my legs. Why don't you put it out with your tongue?" That night, I was a fireman.
"Just like that. The way your hands rub against my pussy" she instructed with lust tangled in her low pitch. My hand held hers above head. "You're beautiful" i whispered in the silence before I ripped off her thong. Being gentle was not tonight's game. I part her legs and caressed the curves of her chest. "Please." She moaned and begged.
"I want more. Spank me and make me bounce, I want to scream your name. I want to get drunk from your kisses. Paint my soul and crawl your fingertips down my body. Don't miss a spot. Leave your marks on every crook and corners of my skin. I want you to leave prints on my neck, play around my belly button and leave your soul in mine.
"Alvaro" she vulnerably whimpered as my tongue met with her heat. With every moan she made, I was driven by the wild fire in my body to make her weaker and drive her into a paradise filled with pleasure. I nudged on her clit before letting my fingers penetrate her. Her hips danced alongside my fingers. I went in slow, gentle, fast then hard. There it is, the rhythm of lust until euphoria consumed the both of us.
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warnings
- mature language & scenes.
- sensitive topics
-religion
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