Romance: One Fine Holiday

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Authors: Amy McAdams
man. 
    He continues to kiss my body with tenderness and my head spins.
    Yes…
    His hands pull of my shirt and quickly my bra falls away.  My naked torso presses against his and the warmth behind us is seductive. 
    Soon, his hand finds its way up my skirt and onto my tenderness.
    I am instantly wet. 
    The way he handles my breasts so tenderly makes me want to eat him all up. 
    Clarke withdraws from our kisses and undoes his belt, dropping his shorts and jocks to the floor. 
    Oh my…
    It is huge.
    My eyes lock onto his member and I am amazed by it. 
    He moves his naked body back closer to me and begins to run his hands down the edge of my skirt.  He pushes my skirt and knickers down to the floor in one movement.
    He presses his naked body against me and the touch of passion rushes over every inch of my skin.
    As we embrace in naked lust, desire engulfs me. 
    His strong arms hold my body and he leads me to recline on the bed next to us. 
    “Wait,” I whisper, realizing this hut has no walls, “Will anyone see us?”
    “No,” he smiles.
    As I lie back on the bed, Clarke’s naked body comes over the top of me, and I look up to his beautiful face. 
    He hovers over me, waiting.
    His strong member touches my wet pussy and I become even wetter.
    The hardness of his member sits on the edge of my pussy and I want it.
    No.
    I need it.
    He pushes in, sliding into me.
    Oh yes…
    He is inside me, deep.
    And full.
    Wow…
    My head throws back in orgasmic desire.
    Clarke slowly withdraws and smoothly enters my wetness again. 
    Oh...
    My hands push up and run all over his muscles, smoothing over the strength of his chest.  I am taken by this chest – it is perfect in every way. 
    Again he slowly withdraws and enters me.
    Wow…
    As he enters me, it becomes clear how large his manhood is.
    Clarke hovers over me, and my hands dance over him.  His powerful arms prop him up and I happily smooth my hands over them.
    He holds himself deep inside me again.  
    “Faster,” I whisper to him.
    He smiles.
    He slowly begins to build into a rhythm. 
    Coming in and out of my wetness.
    Oh yes…
    The thrusting begins to build harder and harder. 
    Yes…
    It becomes quicker.
    Oh yes... 
    And harder.
    Yes!
    Clarke pumps me with all his force, slamming his cock into me.
    I can’t control myself. 
    My body becomes flush with orgasm and I feel every piece of my skin tingle with warmth. 
    My head is lost.
    A loud moan escapes my lips and my head throws back. 
    Yes!
    Clarke continues the thrusting, slamming himself into me with a consistent pattern.  This beautiful island man is slamming me with all his strength.
    My head is sent to another place by the hard rhythm.
    I cannot contain the moans any longer. 
    My mouth lets out a scream of pleasure, from deep within my body.  My breathing quickens into hard pants of desire as Clarke continues to drive into me - his hardness pulsating deeply in my pussy.
    This is more amazing than anything I have ever experienced before.
    This passion, this lust, this desire.
    This is… wow. 
    Amazing.
    Clarke is in complete control. 
    I can’t stop him. 
    He owns me.
    The lust is uncontrollable.
    My heart-rate begins to increase and my body begins to burn. 
    Oh yes. 
    My uncontrollable moans grow louder. 
    Yes.
    Take me, Clarke. 
    Yes!
    Every inch of my skin glows with warmth and I scream with the passion that is charging out of me.
    In my moments of pleasure, his strong hands feel amazing when they touch my body.  Every piece of my body tingles with the sensation. 
    Wow.
    Slam!
    He slams his cock hard downward into me, driving me into the bed.  He increases his speed, slamming with all his power.
    Wow… I thought it couldn’t get any better but wave after wave flushes over me.
    I am lost.
    I can’t control it.
    The orgasm floods into every part of my body. 
    Just as my head is spinning, he thrusts into me one last time.  I feel his warmth squirt inside me, tingling my pussy.  He

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