A cry .A cry . . . Don: Her cries are lost, as he crushes her lips to his. Joan: Bodies moving in unison . . . Feeling him deep inside of her . . . His mouth on mine . . . My breasts crushed against his chest . . . Don: His gaze never leaves her face, her breasts. :M'Lady! M'Love! I love you! I LOVE YOU!" Joan: Her moans are louder . . . She cries out, DON, I love you! Please . . . help me . . . help me . . . " Body writhes . . . Watching his eyes . . . moan . . . Don: My woman! My love! My Lady of the Joan Heart! Joan: Feeling him so close . . . so hot . . . Feeling the strength . . . Mind reeling . . . Hips pushing harder against his . . . Moans rising to near screams . . . Don: I bury my face in your breasts. My arms hold you close. One hand is in your hair, gently holding, stroking. The other wanders down your back to your hips. I cup the rounded swell of your buttocks and pull you even closer. Joan: Head arched back . . . eyes glazed . . . thrusting towards him harder . . . deeper . . . Hands holding his head . . . Don: I lick first one breast, around the nipple, then suck the nipple into my mouth. Joan: Pulling his mouth towards her breasts, harder . . . Crying out in delight . . . Panting for breath . . . Moaning . . . crying out . . . pleading for more . . . Don: Gently, then, gently, I nip you with my teeth. Alternating small bites with gentle caresses with my tongue. My hand tightens on your buttock. I turn my attentions to your other breast, and repeat the process. Joan: The feelings are overwhelming . |