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Honorable Discharge

... gasping for air trying to voice a moan, but couldn’t seem to exhale through the intense tingling coursing through her chest. She could feel heat rushing through her, surging between her legs. She squeezed her thighs together rhythmically clawing at his arms, trying to grip him tighter and felt herself come softly. A cry involuntarily escaped her lips, urging him on. Pressing her down into the bed he descended from her still tingling breasts leaving a trail of kisses on her stomach. He unceremoniously lifted her hips, positioning her on the edge of the bed while he knelt, pressing her legs apart to give himself unrestricted access to her most intimate folds. His lips met hers in a kiss, hot and wet, while his tongue snaked out, long and agile, stroking her from bottom to top between her lips, tentatively tasting her now flowing juices. He hummed his appreciation of her aroma, sending vibrations through her clitoris before thrusting his tongue deep into her. She gasped, surprised at how much he touched with just his tongue, its warmth filling her deeper than some of the men she had been with. His hands, caressing her legs and bottom brushed over her skin raising gooseflesh on her already tingling body. She came harder this time, unable to control the flow of stimulation he was sending through him. She tried to hold it back, but it only seemed to make it build that much faster. She couldn’t breathe as intense as the sensation was. His tongue was simultaneously filling her and ...

... massaging her g-spot, with a practiced motion. She tried to pull away as the sensations overtook her, but Duncan would have none of it. He wrapped one arm around her hip pulling her tightly against his face. Without a word he slipped two fingers into her, continuing the massaging action against her g-spot, while moving his tongue to her throbbing clit. Lightning exploded deep in her womb as another orgasm ripped through her, even though she had not yet recovered from the last one. She gushed in a wave, which he quickly lapped up, licking her sticky pussy clean. Her legs felt like gelatin and her whole body flushed with heat. “Oh my god,” Southern half gasped, half sighed. Duncan lifted her off the bed as if she was a doll, pulling her against him and kissing her deeply. She tasted herself on his mouth and it mixed with the lingering flavors of his member still in her mouth. Her hands wrapped around his head, holding him in the passionate kiss. Duncan allowed her this, leaning forward to lay her gently on the comforter. They continued kissing, breathing together, lost in a moment of connection. When he entered her she sucked air in hard at the sudden fullness, but it did not hurt. She was so wet she accepted him without the slightest hint of resistance. His rhythm was smooth and strong, he was not forceful. It was not the pounding thrust of a beast needing release. He moved with her, in deliberate motions, fluid and full of purpose. He kissed her softly now, pressing his body to ...