Amy Lost Girl - Sex Stories

Amy Lost Girl

... again every day.

“Here, here, and right here.” She threw off her skirt and her panties. She showed her wet pussy between her fat legs and said, "My wound that hurts the most is here." The man was merciful. He kissed it, licked it, kissed it, licked it. Amy orgasmed, crying out in pain and pleasure at the same time, and her mind could no longer cope with the contrast. She fainted.

She slept uninterrupted for hours. When she waked up it's still dark. She heard the man snoring nearby. He is also sleeping, so everything is fine. Finding some strength in her arms and knees, she crawled over and lay down next to him. The man was very hot. Amy hugged him and wished for peaceful dreams.

He woke up with wetness touching his lips. She opened her eyes thinking it was a sweet good morning kiss, but it wasn't a kiss. A piece of fish. And raw! Amy wasn't disgusted by the taste as she chewed it. She was very hungry and that was a good thing. If she feels hunger, it means she is recovering. She felt that her cells were renewed and her wounds itched. It was impossible to understand how many days she had been in this dark house. She slept so much.

As soon as the piece in her mouth was finished, he gave another piece. As Amy chewed and swallowed, he gave her a new one. The wounded young woman felt that she would fall in love with this handsome man who fed her with his hands.

She was fed, rested, and once again she showed her places, one by one, as the pain had diminished, and ...

... asked for attention. The majestic man took her through the sea of orgasm with the smacks of his powerful tongue. She fell into another sleep with a peaceful surrender. Hours later, she woke up with a delicious dessert dripping into her mouth. Honey! The man poured the honey from his fingers into Amy's mouth. While Amy sucked and swallowed hungrily, the honey flowing down her neck, breasts and belly was the man's share. He grunted with great appetite and licked Amy’s everywhere.

Amy was wondering when the big moment would come. So when are they going to do that thing? So, you know, the man gets on top of the woman and she wraps her legs around his waist. Amy shivered as she thought about this. Should she encourage him? She can't say to the man, "What are you waiting for to fuck me?" The best thing is to wait for him to sleep. She closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep. The man slowly retreated to his corner and after a while he started snoring.

Amy got out of her bed of dry grass and crawled next to him. She got into his bosom, turned her back and leaned her butt against the man's crotch. If the man wakes up and asks why did this, she will say 'I'm cold'. If he doesn't speak up, Amy will reveal his secret by rubbing her bottom. Ahh. I hope his secret is big.

She picked the first fruit shortly after she leaned against the hot male body and started rubbing her ass. Here is a masculinity rising. She would melt with pleasure as she leaned on the hard organ standing ...