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Literally just pure fluff, etc...
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Love was a complicated thing.
Some saw it as weak.
Others saw it as beauty.
You, on the other hand. Had never known what true love felt like. You've been with people before, but it never felt right. Never felt right to shout it from the rooftops or whisper it between kisses.
But it was easy for you to get lost in her big, brown eyes. The way they always gazed in your direction. Beautifully bright when the sun hit them just right. Looked at you lustfully through lashes while she was between your legs.
And in this moment, with her between your legs, placing a plethora of tender kisses between your thighs, cherishing your body while whispering sweet nothings as her tongue lashed against your core, that you found yourself completely and utterly in love.
And then the words came out.
Piercing through Joan's ears and hitting her directly into the heart that unbeknownst to even herself, belonged to you. Only you.
"I love you..." you whispered.
Your words were quiet, barely audible. But Joan heard you loud and clear. While your head was thrown back against the pillow and your fingers were threaded in silvery strands, you felt the woman between your legs falter.
It was faint, but noticeable.
Your eyes snapped open and your gaze down to meet those enchanting eyes that were already looking up in your direction.
Deep brown eyes scanned your face, as if searching for something. Searching for deception. Searching for a reason to stop everything and leave if this was some kind of sick joke.
Your fingers tucked stray hairs out of her face, and you formed the sweetest of smiles. The kind of smile that had your dimples poking out. And God did she love them. A deep shade of crimson formed across your cheeks, and your bottom lip tucked gently between your teeth.
Your words were soft and sweet as you said the words, "I love you," once more to the woman, more confidently this time. And after those words struck her the second time, her fingers went knuckle deep but her eyes grew softer.
Her pace was quick and determined. Her tongue lashed at your button, and your hips bucked against her face as she tasted every last inch of you.
You gasp when Joan's free hand reaches for your own that was gripping the bedsheets. Fingers pull at your deadly grip to interlace with yours, holding your hand to show a silent confession of her own.
The thrust of her fingers were deep, hitting the spongy spot inside your core that had you seeing stars and reciting her name over and over again like it was the only word you knew.
Even after you came around her fingers, Joan didn't let up. Instead, she removed them. Only to fully replace them with her mouth. She wanted this moment to last forever.
Watching you fall apart while she lapped and slurped at your entrance.
Your legs shook, and it took everything in you not to close them. You were panting, sweaty, and exhausted, but you didn't want her to stop. She prodded and poked, making the most pornographic noises you've ever heard as you held her by the back of her silver colored head.
You held yourself together as long as you could, but you were so sensitive. And Joan was so good with her tongue. She knew just where to lick, swirl, and suck along your pussy to have you come again.
"I love you, Joan..." you repeated again. "Love you so much..." The words came out in a rasp before you moaned, feeling on cloud nine. Joan eagerly lapped at your puffy folds, wanting you to ride out your high for as long as possible.
That is, until you tugged at her silvery strands, to not only give the woman some air, but to give yourself a little break before you had a heart attack.
Joan took that as her opportunity to crawl up your smooth and naked body. Her own engulfed yours from her larger size, meticulously placing herself on top of you, pressing her breasts flush against your own, and interlacing her fingers with both of your hands, holding them gently next to your head.
Her forehead only momentarily fell against yours, before soft lips met yours in a sweet, yet passionate kiss. The world felt as if it stopped when the older woman spoke in a quiet voice.
"I love you too..." she whispered against your parted lips.
You then felt her buck forward, gently gliding her pussy along yours. Her cunt eagerly slid against yours, sending jolts of electricity through both of you.
And you felt yourself get completely lost in the moment. Engraving every 'I love you' that fell past her lips into your mind. You were utterly addicted to her. In love with her.
And your heart fluttered in your chest as she whispered it over and over again while fucking you in the most intimate way she could thing of...
