until the night is over
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He’d settled into her now, his length lying more or less dormant within her; rock hard and pulsating. She was so sensitive to the feel of him, the warmth his body and his member provided. Her eyes had closed again, the smile widening slightly as she felt less and less pain with him being inside her, and more pleasure from it. He was still again, besides the tender affection he was presenting to her face. She opened her eyes as he spoke, nothing more but a breathless whisper. She grinned, a bit more strongly than before. I’m fine, she insisted, her arms pulling him tighter, and her back arching again so that her slender body put more pressure upon his inserted member. Her tongue traced his lips gently, before falling back to his jaw, seeking the fur of his neck with her probing tongue.

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