Chapter 51: Chapter 51

[Donald’s Perspective]

I saw the loving look Margaret gave me. I felt like I was going to lose control completely over her.

“Okay, I’ll let you hold me. Don’t move,” I said hoarsely.

I put my hands on Margaret’s hips and lifted her straight off the bed. I rolled over so that Margaret was sitting on top of me and pressed her head against my chest. I didn’t leave her body the entire time. I felt her insides contract because of the change in position. It sucked at me like a greedy little mouth. It was awesome.

“Now, you can hold me.”

I placed my hand on the back of her head and stroked her soft hair. My lower body kept moving upward. This position allowed me to enter deeper. Her full buttocks were surrounded by the root of my organ, and her smooth skin was warm.

Every thrust of my body brought her high or low moans. I could feel her delicious breath on my chest. I wantonly kneaded the two pieces of buttocks under my hands, pulling them apart or pushing them together. If I looked down, I could see the different reactions on Margaret’s face. I could not think of anything in the world that would make me happier at this moment.

“Do you like it? Do you like it like this?”

“Ah~ I like.”

“Like who?”

“Like you, Donald. Ah, Donald.”

I stabbed upwards even more fiercely. Margaret’s body was wet and slippery inside. She was also constantly secreting fluid because of her emotions. Our entire intercourse areas were wet from all kinds of fluids. It was as if she was born to accommodate me. When I entered, there was no obstruction. When I left, she would ask me to stay.

Every time I thought I’d reached the end of her body, there was more honey in there for me to unearth the next time. She was like a treasure that would never dry up.

I tilted my head, wanting to kiss Margaret. She propped herself up a little, and I kissed her lips. She was as delicate as a blooming rose, and I didn’t even dare to use too much strength, afraid that I would shatter her. Her body kept trembling because of our movements, and her lips kept rubbing against mine. I pressed her head down and focused on kissing her.

We looked at each other, love swirling in our eyes.

My fingers reached down to touch the part of her that I’d made love to. It was soft and smooth. I couldn’t help circling and lingering there. Margaret struggled slightly, and I pressed her down hard.

“Why are you moving? Don’t you like it?”

I felt her sucking harder inside and asked deliberately.

“I… Ah, it tickles.”

“Tickles? Where?” My fingers pushed restlessly at the mating area. “In here?”

‘Ah, don’t, don’t do that, Donald.’

Margaret looked scared. She looked really scared that I was going to put my fingers in it again. Although I felt that there was still room for negotiation, I gave up.

“Don’t be afraid,” I said, kissing her face. “I’ll help you in other ways. You’ll like it, okay?”

I saw the blank look on Margaret’s face. I put my hands on her hips, lifted them a little, and coaxed, “Here, relax.”

I felt Margaret obediently relax her grip and I released the hands that held her. I only rested them weakly on either side of her.

“Ah!” Margaret screamed and moaned. I felt her body pressed tightly against my abdomen from gravity. I went in deeper and felt better than before. I sat up with Margaret in my arms. It was easier for me to move. I kept lifting her and putting her down. Every time was an incomparable experience.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

I heard her moans getting higher and her inside getting tighter. I kept speeding up my movements and kissed her face and her lips like a lunatic. I felt a tightening inside her and a warmth surged out. I pressed myself against the depths of her body and ejaculated.

Both of us were panting from the orgasm.

This was too damn satisfying.

I stroked Margaret’s sweat-soaked hair lovingly and couldn’t help kissing her.

‘You were wonderful, darling. You were wonderful.’

Margaret lay back on her pillows. She looked at me sideways and smiled at me.

I lay on my side beside her and couldn’t help but trace her body with my fingers to the place where I had just come in and out. Even though I had come so intensely just now, her area was still so smooth and soft and tight. It could clearly receive something so big, but now I could feel the extremely tight feeling even when I probed with just one finger.

“Do it again?”

I pressed my forehead against hers.

She pursed her lips and looked at me without answering. But I felt it getting wet and slippery under my fingers again. I knew it wasn’t rejection. I could feel my guy starting to stir again.