French connection

She loved when I spoke in French. I knew very little, but there was something about the way the words came out that made her melt. She admitted to me, legs shaking, that it made her melt.

Taking one of her hands, I placed her fingers lightly on my lips.

Whispered, "pour vous." I placed them on my chest, letting her feel my heartbeat rapidly fluttering from within. "Pour vous."

I took my own hand, ran my fingers through her hair, down her neck. I stopped at her face, looked into her eyes. Pressed a fingertip to her lips. "Pour moi?" She answered quickly. "Oui." Then again, but this time my hand was on her chest. "Pour moi?" She kissed my lips. "Oui. Pour vous."

My hands, curious as they were, began to trace their way down her body. My fingertips lingered on the warmth of her inner thighs, and immediately radiated heat throughout my entire body. I felt how wet she was. I knew how badly she wanted me. I could tease her no longer.

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I decided to give in.

Hands gripping her waist, I kissed her mouth, her neck. I pulled her on top of me, positioned her on my lap. She wrapped her legs around me. I felt her pussy throbbing against mine from underneath her skirt. She unbuttoned my jeans, slipped them down around my ankles. I kicked them off and adjusted the buckles on my leather harness. I grabbed her hand and slid it around my favorite purple dildo. "Pour vous." I insisted. I shuddered as her fingertips found my clit underneath the cock. "Ladies first." Taking her wrists, I pulled her hands away from my body and tied them behind her back, bending her over on my bed. "Pour moi?" She purred, struggling to free herself.

"Oui." I forced myself into her, watched her back arch. Her pussy was soaking wet, I slid in and out of her easily. My right hand anchored my body on her hips, letting me fuck her harder and faster. My left hand reached around her body, teased her clit. "Faster." She demanded. "Harder." I slid in and out, in and out. Felt her pussy throbbing against my fingertips, the rushing blood making her a luscious red. Watched her body tense and react to my touch, react to my cock deep inside her.

She became louder and louder. More breathless. I stole a hand away from her and began rubbing my clit. I could see her aching to touch me, to fuck me. I pulled out of her and untied her wrists. "Get on top of me."

I began rocking her hips back and forth, my cock sliding in and out. She reached a hand behind her and started finger fucking me as she was riding, steadying herself with one hand on my waist. She bucked her hips. "Well, you sure know how to be fucked, don't you?" I teased, my legs shaking underneath her. She threw her head back, moaned louder than

I'd ever heard her moan before. "Fuck, Ansley ..." She slid back, her pussy rubbing against mine. I felt her come, hard. "Ansley." She forced two fingers inside me, forced me to come just as hard as she had. "Erin." Felt her rub against me. Slippery, soaking wet from each other.

Breathless, we collapsed onto the bed together.

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