Passionate Love Making ‘Sex’ is as important as eating or drinking ♕

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The basic human needs should include sexual needs. Passionate love making or animalistic lust fetish fun or kinky games, they are all just as important as what we drink. When I get aroused, no matter how thirsty or hungry, I am- those needs are suppressed till my passion is satisfied. One of the most famous philosophers with an infamous libertine sexuality said it best…  “’Sex’ is as important as eating or drinking, and we ought to allow the one appetite to be satisfied with as little restraint or false modesty as the other.” ~Marquis de Sade

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He got thirsty when we were finally satisfied. But then I got a great view of the muscles moving under his skin as he was leaving the room. How his naked ass flexed made my pussy tingle. I got instantly thirsty too.

My throat actually ached, I wanted to feast on his cock. To consume the masculine essence that I crave with the intensity of a man finding water in the desert.

So, it was no surprise that I told him to get back in bed and on his back. I began stroking and caressing his dick.

My mouth went to work. Gently sucking at it and lapping with long slow licks. I swirled my tongue over it again and again. Sucking every inch into my mouth. Till his cock was deepthroating me. I feel it pop in and out of my throat over and over. My pussy flooded when he smacked my ass and said “that’s my kitten”.

After a few minutes, he was demanding our passionate love making…

to be me riding him, so I got on top of him. When I went to slide down on his dick, the pain of my sore pussy lit my body up. My pussy fluids slide down my thighs soaking his cock and ball.

Usually, the soreness would never stop me from slamming myself onto a cock, but not this time. This time my pussy was engorged tight from more than arousal. The violence of our passionate love making we had been at for hours, had me swollen. Very slowly, I inched my soaking aching pussy down on his dick.

Every part of my pussy clung to his cock. He had to use serious power to force more of his cock in.

“UGH Damn you are soaked,” he said in a loud groan.

Once his commanding cock was buried balls deep. My greedy pussy clenched down hard in orgasm. I was trying to keep his cock where it felt best.

But with him insistently thrusting himself inside of me. My pussy started to spasm nonstop in orgasm. Until I couldn’t take it and started fucking him harder despite my pain. The pain intensified the pleasure. Our I swear my pussy had a mind of its own and control my body at times. It squeezed his staff like a vice. Completely full of lustful depravity, and it began to twerk.

But he has never been a passive lover during our passionate lovemaking. His cock demanded submission, pistoning in and out of my feminine center over and over. Selfishly, each plunge of his scepter of masculinity was an assault for his pleasure.

Each invasive lunge created devastating pleasure. Waves burst like explosives throughout my body. Setting my passion ablaze in me with more concentrated power. My alpha feminine dominant pussy began to purr from his actions and his dominating will. It was all made worth it when he gripped my waist tightly and filled me with his cum. Filling me with his creampie, breeding me once more.

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“Sexual pleasure is, I agree, a passion to which all others are subordinate but in which they all unite.” ~Marquis de Sade