She moaned his name when he caressed her body.
A spark ignited a silent promise.
She leaned into him a perfect fit.
A gasp escaped as his body pressed.
The room spun in a haze of sensation.
She wrapped around him a feverish pace.
Their bodies merged in wild abandon.
She arched her back a symphony of pleasure.
Only them remained of unbridled passion.
A sweet ache lingered.
He kissed her forehead.
The morning light streamed.
A playful smile.
No words needed.
Their lovemaking continued.
Their passion burned brighter.
Every touch a sensation.
Souls intertwined.
Chechen sex at its finest.
Always intense.
