"God, I want you." he murmured.Jennifer stiffened and let out a low moan. He felt her legs and hips twitch back against his as her orgasm rolled through her. He watched it arrive at her face—the clenched squint of surprise, followed by the dazzled wash of happiness. Once again, it was glorious. As she caught her breath, Jennifer shifted onto her back, smiling up at him. She reached down and caressed his erection."My turn, big boy. Get a condom." The huskiness in her voice brooked no delay. Moments later he positioned himself above her, then let her guide him inside.They found their rhythm almost immediately. It was hard to believe they'd only been together a few weeks, he mused. Then they locked eyes. Staring into those hazel depths, Dave tumbled beyond words. The warmth of Jennifer's gaze. The caress of her hands across his back. The heat surrounding his cock. The squeezes that matched his thrusts. An indefinite time later, as the rhythm speeded up, Jennifer's cries increased in. Sitting by the fire she loosened her braids, standing up she bent over. Her long thick hair came cascading onto the ground. Standing back up straight her hair flew in a water fall effect of sheer beauty. Framing her face she was beautiful. Sitting back down she allowed her mind to think of the Indian Village she was going to. When the mountain closed the thunderous sound was a water fall of immense portions. It always made her and Ghost to bow their heads. The azure blue sky brings tears to her eyes. The clouds are billowy, whiter than a winters snow. The grass is emerald green, flowers shooting high, bright colors. Sprinkling their path, was white rocks as translucent as a fine pair of pearls. Normally she was met by an honorable Brave. This trip would be different she would make the journey to their land, alone. Coming over the rise she could hear the children laughing, see them running. Most of the women would be cooking or laundry in the pool of blue. Always fire burning, scents.
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