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Amour Plastique
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Evara wrapped her arms around his neck pulling him down closer to her in the same comfortable position, the way they always kissed each other.
He dropped his satchel on his bedroom floor. Evara was finally expecting and waiting for her roughness she had requested from him not too long ago. They snagged at each others clothes stripping one another until they were completely undressed underneath his silk sheets once again. She didn't waste anytime climbing on top of him demanding control within her position. Instead of locking eyes with him and looking down on him. Her back was towards him this time, he didn't mind not having to do anything but hold onto her curves and her hips to stay intact.
She felt more confident this was although he wasn't quite feeling the same. Being able to gaze down on her was the biggest thing for him, he really did enjoy watching her face scrunch up and frown. She was going slower than usual and quickly died out of patience for doing things this way. Just as she gave out he pulled out of her instantly as one hand was placed on her bottom and the other on the curve of her waist. She smushed her face into the pillow below her as started ramming into her immediately. It woke her up and she started to feel worn out instantly, she didn't want him to stop though the pleasure was too addictive. He placed his hands everywhere gripping onto her harder and using more pressure on her bottom. He didn't slow down not once this time. She had lost a lot of her strength and weight from starving herself and taking and snorting every 3 seconds. It didn't take long for her to feel pain.
"Stop,Stop Stop" she panted as he pulled out.
"I'm sorry- I"
"Did I do something?" He asked out of breath
"Is it too much?" He added
She didn't say anything, but got off her knees sitting against his bed frame.
He rolled his eyes.
"Evs..do you wanna do this or no?" He asked
"I'm sorry.." she sighed placing her hand on his cheek.
"Slower?" He asked, she nodded slowly going in pressing her lips against his. He moved over as she moved onto her back, he looked down on her kissing her neck going up back towards her lips, giving her the calm pleasing passion she deserved. Not the rushed lust. He was still pressing her buttons more than usual, giving her more solo attention. Since his mouth was glued to her neck his fingers worked on her, it gave her more pleasure than she expected. She was glad he was paying more attention than usual, finding out what she likes, what she doesn't like, what gives her pleasure what doesn't.
