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Sesso paranormale

... he grabbed her arms and pulled her upright, then spun her so she faced away from him. With one hand he grabbed her shoulder and pushed down until her hands rested on a rock, with the other he lifted her dress to reveal her shapely ass. Grasping his still hard cock, he pressed the tip against the dripping wet slit between her legs, then without warning rammed his erection into her as far as possible.As she put her hands on the rock, Vanessa could see the sky over the lake begin to glow, signaling the approaching sunrise. She wasn't sure what would happen if they didn't complete the spell. The idea of telling Stanley they would have to return to the cemetery and surrender themselves to their graves was unbearable. Equally concerning was that she would be responsible for trapping her young niece and her companion in the graves. Perhaps Danica could find another spell, or at least visit them and allow her a brief reprise from the darkness. She recalled the words of a poem about it being better to have known love and lost it being better than never knowing it at all, and wondered if it was true. She hoped that Stanley was still blissfully ignorant of the consequences of the spell. His fingers pressed into her skin as he gripped her hips tightly. For a few moments she set aside her concerns and focused on what it felt like to have him inside her. Each time he buried his cock inside her sex, his hips slapped loudly against her ass. She wondered how long they had been making the ...

... unmistakable sound of skin against skin. Each time he penetrated her she thought a bit less about their uncertain fate and a bit more about how good it felt to be with him. When the first inkling of a climax bubbled up from her sex her hope was renewed. She focused all her attention on the symphony of their lovemaking.Without a doubt the percussion section was his powerful thrusts, but there was more. The way her breasts swayed back and forth added to the experience, as did the sound of his labored breathing. It was clear he was fucking her as hard as he could, ramming his throbbing erection into her pussy, and then pulling her hips back to finish impaling her on his manhood. The spark of an orgasm became a flame, and Stanley's grunts and moans whipped it higher and higher.When he first bent her over, he felt exposed. The trees concealed them from anyone walking by, but they were completely visible to the lake. Anyone on an early morning fishing trip would certainly catch an eyeful. Those worries quickly faded away once he felt her all around his cock. The sight of her dress flipped up just enough to expose her ass was even more erotic than seeing her naked. Only the outside curve of her breasts was visible, but his memory and imagination filled in the rest. And yet he craved more."Look at me," he demanded, "I want to see your face when you come."The sound of his voice pushed her over the edge. The climax that had been smoldering between her legs burst into an inferno. Her legs ...