Ch. 8 The Passion

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Hannah led the Duke to the bed. She climbed in and sat on her knee helping him take off his pants while he removed his boots.

His manhood sprang free out of its restraint. Hannah excitedly kissed it, licked it, rubbing it up and down. The Duke grunted in pleasure.

Not wanting to end their lovemaking too soon, the Duke gently pushed her on the bed and positioned himself on top of her, resuming his foreplay.

He kissed her deeply, taking his time enjoying her. Hannah savoured everything, from his hard lips to his ticklish moustache and beard.

The Duke's lips continued to explore her neck, her collarbone then down to her breast. He hungrily sucked her right nipple, nursing on it, while his hand massaged her left breast, teasing the nipple until it was as hard as diamond.

Hannah moaned out loud. She was experiencing an intense pleasure from the Duke's mouth and hands. Not wanting to be outdone, she bent to nibble on his neck, kissing and licking it. She lightly scratch his back, sending pleasure to his spine.

The Duke lips moved to her lower body parts. His hands roamed every inch of her body. He spread her legs apart and pushed a finger inside her. He caressed her soft folds of her nether lips and massaged her love button.

Hannah squirmed as the first climax claimed her body. Her lips let out a soft scream of pleasure.

The Duke pulled his finger out and replaced it with his tongue. It flicked and teased her hot love hole until she climaxed over and over again.

Hannah could not take it anymore. She grabbed a handful of his hair and begged, "Douglas, please...I need you...do not tease me anymore...please come to me... I need you hard and rough inside me...please Douglas, love me now.."

Without more encouragement, the Duke positioned his hard throbbing cock in front of her hole and thrust it inside.

Despite being very tight, Hannah was also very wet and ready. The duke slid easily inside and began pumping back and forth.

They both moaned and grunted in pleasure. Hannah bucked her hips to match his movement. Her hands stroked his rump adding shots of pleasure to him. Occasionally she clenched her inner muscle, massaging his cock inside her.

"Ohhh...Hannah, you are wonderful...," the Duke panted.

After another series of multiple orgasms on Hannah's part, the Duke suddenly jerked and spurted hot liquid into her.

Tired and spent but happy Duke collapsed on the bed next to Hannah, his member still planted inside her. Their bodies locked closely while they drifted into slumber.

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 15, 2016 ⏰

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