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were breathing together now, giddy from the rush of excitement at feeling something
    completely new and enticing.
    He let go of her waist, stretched his arm out to the edge of the blanket and snatched it into the air.
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    It flapped like a bird’s wing and then draped over them both. He pulled it close to his chest and then laughed as he rolled over the top of her, then pulled her over on top of him and wrapped them up together like they were rolling down a hill and soon they were both wrapped up in their own Persian carpet.
    They both laughed and adjusted themselves to their new positions. Veronique pushed her knees out, stretching the blanket to give her enough room to spread her legs wider and accept his warm hips now resting on hers. He arched his back and wriggled his legs and feet and soon they were sandwiched together in a warm cocoon with enough room to get what they both needed and each knew they desperately wanted. She
    immediately felt his hardness and was shocked at the size and power of him.
    His erection seemed as big as a baby’s arm
    against her inner thigh. She could feel him pulsing, his breathing heavy and deep, as he pulled her closer and squeezed her even tighter, burying his tongue as deep as he could in her mouth. She let herself go then, completely caught up in his smell and energy and desire and she resigned herself to give him anything and
    everything he wanted right here, right now.
    Ahndray dropped his tender mouth to her
    nipples and lightly pulled a fleshy pebble into his mouth and suckled her. His mouth felt great, but 40

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    it was simply too much stimulation. Veronique reached down and pulled his face back up to her lips and bucked her hips, letting him know he was wanted and needed elsewhere.
    Licking and nibbling on her neck, he moved
    slowly but with a firm tenderness that sent shivers down both of their spines. As if he had all the time in the world, he pushed up against her slowly, dragging his head and shaft along her inner thigh until he was pressing lightly at her dripping, delicate opening.
    As her breathing slowed a bit, he kissed her with as much passion and fervor as he could. She hungrily sucked his tongue deeper into her mouth and quickly lost control. She wondered how it would feel pressing and probing her quivering clit. She gasped as Ahndray inched forward
    slightly, enough to stretch her as the head of his cock eased inside her.
    He stopped and took a breath, looked deep into her eyes and blew a warm, soft kiss across her face. “I’m blowing a kiss over your heart,
    Veronique,” he whispered. “If we do this right you will be able to feel me touch your soul, Princess.”
    He spoke with a tenderness she never heard
    from Leone and his voice made her close her eyes tightly. She nodded her head in agreement. She could not keep quiet, she had to talk to him, had to share what she was feeling with him.
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    “Mmm…yes… Keep going, Ahndray, keep
    going.”
    He kissed her mouth hungrily and then her
    nose, her cheeks, her forehead, her eyebrows, her ears, her neck, her jaw. His mouth was
    everywhere at once, but instead of tickling, he had her melting. She felt his tongue dance over her face and neck and after feeling his moist lips everywhere, he did it again, this time with the tip of his tongue. She felt somewhat like a small puppy but she didn’t care, he was having fun and she enjoyed his licks! He was using his tongue as an artist uses a brush to paint a portrait.
    Soon she found herself opening her mouth as wide as she could and sticking out her tongue for equal attention and was delighted when his full tongue meshed on top of hers like their tongues were making love too. Chills ran from her toes to her hair and she felt him again push deeper inside her. She was soaked and slippery, relaxed and willing, more ready for him this time. “More please.” She growled in his ear and took a deep breath.
    Ahndray slid up