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    Tonight he desired a n unhu rried union because he needed slow heat to burn the sadness out. Alberti was dead and he needed life during this hour of strife. She had no idea how difficult it was keep ing his emotions in check for the sake of the family. Too many funerals became a revolving door. Her love was life and he wanted more and more and fucking more!
    He mourned Alberti and she eased the pain . Selange’s loving warmth cloak ed him tight and the sadness dissipate d and unleashed a torrential love storm.
    Alfonzo moved her plaint body as effortlessly as a maestro conducts an orchestra . He withdr ew from her interior, and then roll ed her over , lift her stomach , directing her to her knees then enter ed through t he backdoor . Her palms pushed against the pillows and she rolled her ass in pace with his thrusts . The moan s and gasp s were musical notes to his ears. A naughty grin crossed his face because hell, he couldn’t seem to get enough.
    He stroked her spine as it bowed then lean ed from behind to cup her breasts and lick ed her from shoulder to spine while g iving her a pussy massage.
    Alfonzo’s muscles moved her body, rocking her upward and downward during each penile caress. S elange moaned at the fullness and rotat ed in sync . The circular motions of his thumbs on her areolae , the masculine fingers squeez ing her breasts and internal rubbing caused an, “ Ooooh … Ooooh …ummmm …honey. ”
    These were h i gh carnal praises for her honey’s skill.
    Words were insufficient to describe the erotic sensation being linked flesh to skin with h er. He could die making love to Selange and consider himself the luckiest man in hell.
    It took very little strength to maneuver her into a frontal position . She was lithe and eager, almost climbing his torso at times in response. The moisture from his body greased her down, his hand pressed her shoulder to keep her still and he pushed with such intensity back into her wetness she squealed.
    Her head lifted and her long hair draped her shoulders as the melody of his body took firm hold . She attempted to re verse positions but wasn’t strong enough to budge the passionate man with hunger in every bone . He wanted to lead this ero tic dance and gripped her waist , spread ing her legs wider with his knees and gave her nowhere to run except toward him. And every time she retracted he r ass, he went forward , deep in side her canal, rapidly prospecting his honey and delight ing when her liquid sugar clung on.
    She panted, moaned and cooed all at once. T he vibrations from her epicenter crescendoed into an immeasurable timbre causing violent tremors and her cream flowed in a long fluid rush. The contact of bodies was far beyond an herb buzz. He was on some goddamn Selange high . He made her entire body quiver but did not withdraw; i nstead, his insatiable addiction caused him to fuck her more.
    She became liquid and its then he retract ed to orally worship his Queen. Each lingual touch across her clitoris sent her legs in a wiggle then languid limbs gave in to his demanding mouth knowing she could do nothing but quake from the orgasmic sensation caused by his tongue.
    He’d promised to love her good tonight and sought to deliver. Both of her hands clutched his shoulders and then frantically gripped his head. He was focused on pleasuring her and refused to come out.
    When she pulled at his shoulders and called his name, he gave each thigh a quick kiss and with the flexibility of an athlete went into a push- up position and satiated his Selange appetite by giving his dick a warm wet home.
    “ You’re my honey … oh…um mmmm … we’re forever Alfonzo…I  love you so much… honey…love you…yes … always…oh…yessssss s . ”
    He smiled, because he felt the same way and experienc ed an explosi ve release f rom his groin that branched to every nerve ending . His j aw clenched from the force which rendered him immobile until the shocks