[ She was killing him and it wasn't in the way of the French with their 'little death'. Yet, she was right so there wasn't more than a press of his forehead to hers as he stepped back to fish a packet out of his pocket. Derek quickly tore the package open with his teeth and made quick work of putting on the condom without his eyes leaving hers or even bothering to move her skirt out of the way. He was something of a pro, especially in Eudio.
He kissed Angela almost angrily while guiding his sheathed cock to her pussy. The tryst was planned as no more than a quickie given their surroundings. Cuddle City or not, there easily could've been laws against indecent exposure. However, the danger of getting caught didn't seem to dissuade him from rethinking the moment. ]
Hold onto the helmets.
[ The statement came out like an order without that being his intention. His already deep voice lowered with want, notable in the instruction he gave. Derek was holding onto the saddle so the bike wouldn't tip over away from them. If he disappointed her now, he'd make up for it later. ]
[Even with the speed he's going to get the condom, it stills feel like it's too long before he's inside her and her breath is caught in her throat again. He's so thick that she still hasn't gotten used to his size enough to not be surprised by how wide he parts her folds. Jesus, she really needs for him to keep his promise to her on being able to go again later because once with Derek is quickly becoming not enough.
This may become a problem down the line if he keeps indulging her like this.
Angela would really rather wrap her arms around his shoulders and dig her nails into that strong back of his, but this isn't a time or the place to brook an argument on where her hands should go. She does what he says without hesitating, part of the fact that the need in his voice is clear and damn it's aggressive enough to awake that submissive part of her. That leg of hers, though, it creeps up to his waistline regardless of where he wants it, opening her up more to him so that even in this awkward position, he'll hit every inch of her.]
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He kissed Angela almost angrily while guiding his sheathed cock to her pussy. The tryst was planned as no more than a quickie given their surroundings. Cuddle City or not, there easily could've been laws against indecent exposure. However, the danger of getting caught didn't seem to dissuade him from rethinking the moment. ]
Hold onto the helmets.
[ The statement came out like an order without that being his intention. His already deep voice lowered with want, notable in the instruction he gave. Derek was holding onto the saddle so the bike wouldn't tip over away from them. If he disappointed her now, he'd make up for it later. ]
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This may become a problem down the line if he keeps indulging her like this.
Angela would really rather wrap her arms around his shoulders and dig her nails into that strong back of his, but this isn't a time or the place to brook an argument on where her hands should go. She does what he says without hesitating, part of the fact that the need in his voice is clear and damn it's aggressive enough to awake that submissive part of her. That leg of hers, though, it creeps up to his waistline regardless of where he wants it, opening her up more to him so that even in this awkward position, he'll hit every inch of her.]