he fucked her with his fingers. She struggled to remain quiet, loud moans escaping her mouth. She tried to suppress them but was unsuccessful.
He pulled his fingers from her soaking pussy, rubbing them against her slipper clit. She bucked, crying out with pleasure. He took his hand from her panties, and lifted his soaking fingers to her mouth, dragging them across her lips.
He then kissed her, tasting her sweetness upon her lips. She responded with enthusiasm, swirling her tongue against his.
“I missed you so much,” she breathed, tears stinging her eyes.
He pressed his finger to her lips, silencing her, before undoing the first button of her blouse. She pressed her lips together, watching him undress her. He couldn’t wait. In an animalistic surge, he ripped the shirt open, exposing her breasts. In return, she hurriedly pulled his shirt over his head, exposing his body, which was far more tanned, and muscular than she remembered. He pressed his warm body against her, feeling her hard nipples against him. He forced his hand between them, grasping her breast with force, pinching the bud between his fingers.
She moaned, and hissed between her teeth, “bring it on.”
He moved his free hand down towards her panties, tugging the narrow strip over her crotch, forcing it against her wet slit, rubbing her sensitive nub. She clinched her teeth and hissed, her eyes begging for more.
He wanted nothing more than to be inside her again. He was throbbing, ready for release. A wild, animalistic lust had taken over him.
He reached down, his hands grasping either side of her panties before ripping them from her. She gasped, shocked by his sudden aggressiveness.
He fumbled with his trousers, freeing his rigid cock and pressing it against her wet lips. She bit her lip, her heart pounding with desire. She needed him to fill her - to make her scream.
He massaged the head of his cock along her slit, running over the swollen bud. Suddenly, he was filled with the overwhelming desire to take her right there, to fuck her until she screamed.
He didn’t hesitate. He pushed, burying his cock between her legs with force. She cried out in pain, and pleasure. She was tight. It had been months since a man had been there.
She braced herself on the wall behind as he thrust against her. His force was so great she was lifted from the ground. Wrapping her legs around him, he grinded against her. He cupped her by the ass, gripping tightly and driving himself into her. With each stroke, his raw animalistic instinct increased, as did her moans.
Her body tensed as the passion built with each hurried pound of his rigid cock. Sweat began to bead on his brow, and chest. He dived deeper into her contracting warmth, and the passion of the moment sends waves of pleasure rocketing through his body. The quiet house was riveted with her moans as the orgasm consumed every fibre of her beings.
Lost to the pleasure, he couldn’t take any more. With a final stroke he held himself inside her, buried to the hilt, the flood of his hot release spilling inside her. The walls inside her contracted, milking him.
With the emotional and physical release complete, he held her tightly, as she clung to him. The after shock, and the intense rush of emotions shook their bodies.
He panted into the crook of her neck, the pulsating of her womanhood making him twitch.
The aftermath of the intense orgasm left their bodies weak, and shaking, something which hadn’t happened in many years.
~
Later that day they decided to go for a walk along the beach, which was only a few miles from their home. They walked along the damp sand, shoes in their hands, as the sun began to set. It had been a perfect day for the both of them, yet they still felt a lust for one another that had not been satisfies.
After they had ravaged one another, each sought a more erotic, tender moment to share, and the walk along the beach was perfect for that. They held hands as they walked,