Animalistic Desires 2

HES Part 15

(I do not own the images to these stories.)
Warning!!!!!!!! Sexually explicit content!!!!!!!!!
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Bartholomew pressed his body into Yvette's, as he pushed her up against the shower wall. His hunger was relentless, as his tongue made its way in between her quivering lips. He had an insatiable appetite, as their lips were now locked in a dance of hunger, and passion. Bartholomew then pulled away, and stared deep into her eyes.

"You have no idea how bad I want you right now." He growled in a sensual whisper.

"I-" She started to say. But before she had a chance to even get any more words, out of her mouth, he quickly turned her around. He then wrapped his right arm around her, as he grabbed her left breast. As he gently began to cup her bosom, he placed his left hand on her belly. While he was delicately groping her with his right hand, the left slowly made it's way down between her thighs.

Yvette began to breathe heavily, as she could feel his lips, and his hot breath next to her ear. All of a sudden, his left hand found its way into her sacred opening. As it did, she let out a loud gasp. He then began to rapidly pump his fingers inside of her. She began to moan, as she could feel the heat burning inside her sexual core.

As Bartholomew's lips were still next to her ear, she could hear him breathing heavily as well. It was at that moment, that his fingers started pumping deeper, and more rapidly inside of her.

"Yes." He groaned. "Such a good little swan, such a pretty little swan. Make that hot little pussy all wet for me. I want you to make my hard cock soaking wet, when I ram it inside of you, when I fuck you."

Then, all of a sudden he rammed his tongue in her ear. Yvette gasped, and moaned over the intense pleasure that was emanating throughout her body.

"Oh my god!" She cried, as she had come to full completion. With that, he quickly turned her around again, as she was once again facing him. With a lustful, wicked smile, he began to seductively lick each of his fingers. With the wicked smirk upon his face, he slowly made his way down to his knees. As he did so, his eyes stayed fixated on hers the whole time.

"I bow to you, and worship you as a goddess, my Swan Queen." He whispered. Bartholomew then reached up, and began to fondle her breasts.

"Oh my god!" She cried again. "I don't-I don't know how much more I can take!"

"Well then, my queen." He whispered in a lustful tone. "Let us find out." He stopped fondling her, and slowly took her left leg, and placed it over his right shoulder. Before she even knew what was happening, his lips smashed into her opening, as his tongue made its way inside her forbidden walls. Once again she began to moan. Fire, and electricity, shot throughout her body, as the tip of his tongue found the sacred fruit of her Pandora's box.

As she continued to moan, she grabbed a few handfuls of his thick black hair, and squeezed as tight as she could. As his tongue continued its assault upon her grateful body, she kept gasping, as her breathing and heart rate continued to increase. All of a sudden, her body could not take anymore, and she screamed in wide eyed ecstasy.

Bartholomew looked up at her, and smiled. "Now it is my turn." He gently removed her leg from his shoulder, as he soon stood up again. Just as they had been, his eyes were staring into hers the entire time.

"Wait!" She breathlessly cried. But he just kept the same lustful smirk upon his face. He then wrapped his right arm around her back, and he pressed his forehead to hers. As he continuously stared into her eyes and held her tight, he picked up her right leg.

Bartholomew then placed it over his hip, as he rammed his hard cock inside of her. Once again, she let out a loud gasp. With that, his hips began thrusting forward, as they were soon moving within a rhythmic dance of desire. And just like at rehearsals, they were of one mind, and in perfect sync.