Her tone was indistinct, yet her expression was one of ultite sedu. Her eyes, usually so indifferent and aloof, were now sty, looking utterly lost. I never igined I would see a Wynnie sopletely flustered and vulnerable, nor had I ever thought I would share su extravagant and intite se with her.
She enveloped tightly, sug in , letting drown in the o and heat wave that belonged only to her.
After an unknowh of ti, I suddenly felt a sharp sting on back. Wynnie was fiercely scratg back, and her breathing had be far too rapid. Knowing she was near her clix , and disregarding the pain she was inflig, I tinued vents, laung another thrust toward that critical spot.
This should have gone sothly, but Wynnie was never oo bepletelypliant. Just as roached the peak , she tried to pull away, atteting to push out .
Escape You dare try to escape at a nt like this Who gave you the audacity
I abruptly sat up, left hand applying an undeniable grip strig the side of her nebsp; . Using a slight pressure, she letely fined to her designated position. Throughout, right hand never withdrew; instead, I pressed olessly, even with a touch of aggression.
"Nian... You, you first..." Wynnies faliarposure and ess were gone; she was utterly frantic, her voice treling as she pleaded, " Withdraw , you first withdraw ..."
Withdraould I withdraw I wont.
I did not yield to her wish. Instead, I pressed deeper, repeatedly aggressively prating and arousing the spot that could cause her topletely erupt and lose all reason, frothe i.
"Ah... uh..."
Wynnie’s whole body was violently treling; I felt the intense pounding of her pulse. I leaned down slightly and hugged her tightly again. Her rapid panting rang in ear, and hand reined where