Her senses gone by the lust of her heat she was enjoying the touch he gave her and his guiding hands and body made her want him even more and she let out a sound of pleasure as she felt the tingling grow more and more before he spoke. She could say nothing but let herself be taken.
Fade...
She found herself resting on top of him, panting and saying nothing, trying to figure out if she wanted to keep that in her mind or not as she was now coming to reality, though she kept calm and said nothing, but she moved so that she could look down at him; And for once the cinnamon female had no words to say and she could not move quite yet, but in a way felt welcome in his arms, almost safe, but deep down she was feeling this was not right, this was too fast, and further deeper her mind was asking her what was in her mind, but it was all fogged by her heat which was still in full bloom, and intoxicating even to her, as though she was programed to find the nearest man and procreate with him, though puppies was out of the question and she blocked herself from even thinking about it, just finding herself snuggling back into him, not even thinking about her silence. It was not that she didn’t like it, the whole experience was wonderful entirely.
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