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TaintedClay's throat let loose a frenzy of animalistic growls as Kristin's tongue slid lightly down the length of his manhood. Breathing heavily, he seized her in his arms and flipped her onto the cool floor of the room, climbing onto her body and straddling her carefully. "Are you sure... This is okay?" He mumbled as he kneaded her trembling breasts in his warm hands. She only nodded in response, tilting her body closer to his and digging her fists demandingly into his back. He captured her mouth in a final reassuring kiss before lowering himself into her. The walls echoed with cries as their bodies mingled, sweat mixing and skin meshing together. Their pleasure was painted like a perfect portrait, moist skin and damp hair and beautifully contorted facial expressions washing over the small room in a myriad burst of bright sound. The rhythm of their bodies formed an exotic melody, melting desire into a luscious harmony. They came with a raging fire, a satisfying encore to the songs that they had created together. Not wanting reality to reappear, neither of them said anything for a long while. Clay absentmindedly stroked Kristin's hair while he rested comfortably between her breasts, still inside her, feeling content with the feeling of her warm skin connected to his own. As they lied there silently, simply basking in each others' presence, Kristin couldn't help but wonder if they would see each other again once the day ended. After all, how could something that felt so amazing, that felt so perfect last longer than an instant? Life just didn't work that way.
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