She squirmed and arched against the bed, continuing to moan. She wasn't even thinking of the box now, or really much beyond how good Will's lips and tongue are.
The feather applicator was nearby so that rolled out onto the bed near her leg. The dusting was interesting, but how Will was cleaning it up was WAY more interesting as she moaned louder.
She was moving her leg, which meant the feather was sliding against the skin there. Between that and Will's mouth, she gave a purring moan, and started to shudder with pleasure.
She kissed and tongued his chest. Mmm, sweet. Sliding a wet trail around his collarbone, and spiraling down to a nipple. Her hips continued to buck and ride against him. She groaned as she felt the head of him rub against her spot inside.
She continued moving and then screamed out his name as she shook with her orgasm. She then gradually slowed down, and carefully moved off of him and to the side, panting lightly.
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"Will..." she breathed.
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His lips have been moving slowly and steadily downwards, his erection moves gently against her leg as he shifts down her body.
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"Turn over." She tugged him so they could switch positions.
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He laughs and flops onto the bed, keeping her as close as he can.
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"Harder, Will," she breathed as her hips moved faster. Everything was humming inside and she was so close to cresting over the top now.
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Is his low reply as he moves faster, his hands gripping her hips as he calls out her name, arching deep within her.
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