Kent Wilkinson (author)


Kent wilkinson

He made his way towards her, and she resisted no more... Her legs opening for him as he pushed her down into the carriage and slipped the head of his fleshy spear into the soft, moist mound of her genitalia... Then pushed himself inside her as they wound each other in one another's arms and made love vigorously into the night. 

Back to reality... Emily was moaning repeatedly.. "Fuck me.. Fuck me... Fuck me! Mmn!" As her hand worked against her slippery, soaking pussy, her legs spread wide upon the bed and the quilts now covering up to her neck. She stared into the ceiling, her only thought on the dashing man in her fantasies... As he slammed his hard cock into the recesses of her fleshy cave and pumped rope after rope of hot, sticky, delicious cum into her womb!

She raised her hips, her sole thought on the huge, imaginary dick fucking her into the bed and causing it to creak and bang rhythmically into the walls. A moment later, her hand finally pressed tightly against her pussy... Her vocal cries of "Oh god yeeeees! Ahhhhh!" blissfully augmenting her orgasm.

When it finally ended, she collapsed into an almost instant sleep, her hand held against her crotch and her sheets soaked with the mixed liquids of her sweat and pussy juices... And outside, a figure illuminated by the moon hid upon the balcony below her window, his head resting against the brick as the chorus of her moans filled his heart with glee, and his cock finished squirting semen into a pair of her panties. 

The boy stood, slowly, his member hanging freely out as he climbed through her window as silently as a cat and observed her sleeping... He wanted nothing more at that moment than to climb under the covers and make love to her, but he could never dare do that to such a sleeping beauty, whose father was a wealthy merchant in Caprica City. She might have been alone right now... With only a deaf grandmother to accompany her in his small town, but he had to remember her relations and why he would be slain like a pig if a single foreign finger was placed upon her dainty skin.

However, he couldn't simply leave her there without a token to show his feelings, and so he carefully rolled her cum-stained underwear into a ball and placed them gently besides her face. He spent a further minute watching her, then turned to make his exit.

A strange smell roused her from her slumber... And her hand grasped what seemed to be a warm, wet cloth placed at the tip of her nose. She lightly moaned, observing what she dreamt to be a strange figure climbing through her window and disappearing beyond the moon as she took the cloth down between her legs and sighed with a satisfied smile. She giggled sheepishly, then began to rub the moist lips between her thighs with what she fantasized was a rag soaked in the semen of her lover...

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