There are people at home, we can't, he stressed.
But she wasn't listening
All that she wanted was him!
She led him towards the dimly lit staircase
Away from the frenzy
And knelt, unzipping him
Before he could complain
Lava was her core
As she seized him there
He dropped his defences
A mist coated his specs
He threw it somewhere
And brought his lips, to hers
The look of conquest in her eyes
While she slyly smiled
He didn't care what was in her mind
Loosening her tresses, he laid her on the stairs
And parted her thighs
Her juices were copious
He entered, but couldn't find her
She was an ocean of lust.
As he slaved his way
One of the fantasy consummated, she thought
What next?
©LR
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