High Sexual Desire

"Aleksander! Ah!" I braced my hands on his toned chest, feeling the soft fabric of his shirt against my palm and lifted on him. My fingers curled in his shirt when I dropped again, and he hit me even deeper. "Oh, God!"

I rode Aleksander to the rythm I wanted, and he let me. Rolling my hips and ensuring that his dick hit every sensitive part of me, driving me higher and higher to the burning passion he made me feel.

Aleksander's hands pawed at my body as I rode him. Cupping my breasts and gently teasing my nipples. His palms skimmed over my hips and thighs, and I felt electricity spark on every inch of my skin he touched.

His hips lifted to meet mine each time I fell on his length again. We were perfectly in sync, and it felt as if I were still dancing, but now Aleksander was my partner. Aleksander was the prince of this show and as my climax raced towards me, I knew this time there would be a happy ending. If only just this once.

My body began to shake, and I fell towards. Aleksander