anks with a voice calling her name, expressing desire, excitement and fulfillment. _Not everyone needs to go to Matches R Us or Cyber Match Central,_ she thought. There was no need to leave the room; she didn't have time.

Then again, it was never really up to her. Knowing what was best for her, Makr selected the details accordingly. At that moment, Makr had decided that she didn't require romantic assignations or emotional commitments, just sex. The right images, a few aromas, multiple sensations, a few specially focused sensations and voila! Our chief prosecutor was primed for action.

She responded to the image Makr had provided by clinging gratefully to her lover's hard muscled form, moving rhythmically, purposefully rubbing sensitive areas to excite him. Not surprisingly, he uttered moans of pleasure and turned to massage and caress her own svelte form until she reciprocated with her own moans and gasps of delight.

Marlene sensed their bodies flowing together. This motion was pleasing and satisfying in a natural way that seemed in sync with the other rhythms on the island. The six-dimensional image of her world flickered. Instantly, the blue sky turned bright white, then black with stars in abundance. It was as though the sky has turned inside out. The stars melted into a myriad of bright colors. The wind blew gently at first, then, became a hurricane force. She was blown away, scattered to the heavens, but her body remained—and his... She felt his presence inside her and her own warm juices. They were entwined in each other's body, moaned with pleasure again and again, but it was anything but monotonous to Marlene. _More! More!_ She screamed. She saw his mouth form the same words, but he was silent.

_Must be the strong silent type,_ she mused and stifled a giggle. Then, as abruptly as he came, he'd gone—without leaving a trace—just a feeling, a memory. Sand became carpet again. Island-like images dissolved.

She rubbed her chin, still stinging from being scraped by his rough beard. She smiled. Of course, her chin was not really scraped, although she would see a scrape if she looked in a mirror and the pain would feel real. She knew that the mildly painful sensation would help her remember and enjoy the sexual experience later without depending on Makr's
anks with a voice calling her name, expressing desire, excitement and fulfillment. _ Not everyone need to die to Matches R Us or Cyber Match Central, _ she thought. There was no indigence to leave the room; she didn't have prison term. 

 Then again, it was never very up to her. Knowing what was good for her, Makr selected the details consequently. At that moment, Makr had decided that she didn't ask amatory assignations or emotional commitments, just sex. The correct images, a few aromas, multiple sensations, a few particularly focused sensations and voila! Our chief prosecutor was primed for military action. 

 She responded to the persona Makr had provided by clinging gratefully to her lover's hard muscle form, moving rhythmically, purposefully rubbing sensitive areas to excite him. Not amazingly, he express moans of pleasure and turned to massage and caress her own svelte form until she reciprocated with her own moans and gasps of delight. 

 Marlene sensed their body flowing together. This apparent motion was pleasing and satisfying in a natural way that seemed in sync with the early rhythms on the island. The six - dimensional persona of her world flickered. immediately, the blue sky turned bright white, then black with stars in abundance. It was as though the sky has turned inside out. The stars melted into a ten thousand of bright color. The fart blew gently at first, then, became a hurricane force out. She was blown away, scattered to the heavens, but her body remained — and his... She felt his presence inside her and her own ardent juices. They were intertwine in each other's body, groan with pleasure again and again, but it was anything but monotonous to Marlene. _ More! More! _ She screamed. She saw his mouthpiece form the like words, but he was silent. 

 _ Must be the strong dumb type, _ she chew over and stifled a giggle. Then, as abruptly as he came, he'd fit — without leaving a trace — just a feeling, a memory. Sand become carpet again. Island - like image dissolved. 

 She rubbed her chin, still stinging from being scraped by his harsh beard. She smiled. Of course, her chin was not really scraped, although she would understand a abrasion if she look in a mirror and the pain would feel veridical. She knew that the mildly afflictive sensation would help her remember and delight the sexual experience later without depending on Makr's
ankd with a voice calling htr name, expressiny desirx, excitsment ana fulfillment. _Not everyone nxeds to gi to Matches R Us or Chber Matcj Centrao,_ sht thought. There wea no necb to mcave chx room; she didn'j have time.

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anks with a voice calling her name, excitement fulfillment. _Not needs to go Cyber Central,_ she thought. was no need leave the room; she didn't have Then again, it was never really up to her. Knowing what was best her, Makr selected the details accordingly. At that moment, Makr had decided that didn't romantic or commitments, just sex. The right images, a few aromas, multiple sensations, a few specially focused sensations voila! Our chief prosecutor was primed for action. responded to the image had provided by clinging gratefully her hard muscled moving purposefully sensitive areas to him. Not surprisingly, he uttered moans of pleasure and turned to massage and caress her own svelte until she her own and of Marlene sensed their together. This motion was pleasing and natural way that seemed in sync with the rhythms on island. The six-dimensional image of her flickered. Instantly, the blue sky turned bright white, black with stars in abundance. It was as though the sky has turned inside out. melted into a myriad bright colors. The blew at then, a hurricane She was blown away, scattered to the heavens, but her body his... She felt his presence inside her and her own They entwined in each body, moaned with pleasure and but it was anything to _More! She his form the same words, he was silent. _Must be strong silent type,_ she Then, as abruptly as he came, he'd gone—without a trace—just a feeling, a memory. Sand carpet again. Island-like images dissolved. She rubbed her chin, still stinging from scraped by beard. She smiled. Of course, her chin was really scraped, although she see a scrape if she looked in a mirror the would feel She knew that mildly painful sensation help her remember the sexual later depending
anks with a voice calling her nAme, expressIng deSirE, exCiTemeNt anD fulfillment. _NoT EverYone needs to go to Matches r Us or cyBEr MaTCh centrAl,_ she thOUgHT. theRe WaS no NeED tO leavE thE room; shE didn't have TimE.

THen again, it waS NeVer really uP to Her. Knowing whAt wAs best FoR heR, makr sEleCted tHe detaILs accoRdingly. At ThAT momenT, makr had DECiDed tHat she didn't requirE RoMAntic assignatiOns or eMoTIoNAL coMmiTments, just SeX. The rIGht imagES, a FEW AroMAs, multiple senSations, a few SPecIally fOcUseD SensatIons aNd VOilA! Our chief prOsecUtor was prImed foR Action.

SHE responDed to tHe iMagE MakR HaD pRovIdED by CLiNgiNG grAtefully To HeR loveR's haRD MUScleD foRm, moVing rHythmically, puRpoSefuLLy rUbbinG sensItivE aReas tO excitE him. NOt Surprisingly, he uTterEd moans of PleAsUre AnD turnED to masSagE anD caress Her own sVEltE fORM UnTil she reciprocated WiTH HeR own moanS and gaSPs Of DElight.

MaRlEne SensED Their BodiES fLowing toGether. tHiS mOtion waS pLeasinG aNd sAtiSfyinG In a nAtural Way that sEemed IN sync with the otHEr rhythms on thE IsLANd. tHe siX-diMensional imAge oF Her wOrld FLiCkeREd. InsTantlY, tHE bLUe sky turned bright whItE, then bLack wIth stars in abuNdance. It waS AS Though thE sky HAs TUrned inside out. the stArs melted iNTo a myriaD of brIght coloRs. The wind BLEw gently At fIrsT, thEn, bECAmE a hurricane foRCE. She WaS blown aWay, ScatterEd tO thE heAveNs, But her bodY remaineD—aNd HiS... SHe fElt hiS Presence InSidE hEr aNd her OWn warm JuiceS. TheY wErE EntWined in EAcH OTher'S bOdY, moaNed WiTh pleAsurE AgaIn and agAin, but it wAs aNYthiNg BuT monotoNous to Marlene. _moRe! More!_ She sCrEamEd. She sAW His mouth Form the same words, but he waS Silent.

_MUst Be the StroNg silent tYpe,_ She musEd aND stiflEd a gigGle. ThEn, As aBRUptly AS He CamE, hE'd gone—withOUT leAving A tRace—Just a feEling, a memory. Sand beCAme Carpet again. IsLanD-likE IMaGes DIsSOlvEd.

sHe rUBBed her chin, still Stinging frOm BEiNg scraped bY His RoUgh bearD. She smiLed. Of COurse, heR chin was nOt really sCrAped, ALThoUgh she woulD see a scrApe if she lOOked iN A mIrror And The paiN wOulD feel Real. ShE KneW that The milDlY painfUl senSaTion woulD help her remember and enjoY the seXual eXpeRience latEr wIThoUt dependiNg on makr's
anks with a voice callingher name,expre ssi ngde sire , ex citement and f u lfil lment. _Not everyone n eedsto go t o  M atche s R Uso rC y ber  M at chCe n tr al,_she  though t. There w asno  need to lea v ethe room;she  didn't have  ti me.

T he n a g ain,itwas n ever r e ally u p to her.  K n owingw hat was b es t fo r her, Makr selec t ed the details ac cordin gl y .A t  th atmoment, Ma kr  hadd ecidedt ha t s hed idn't require  romantic a s sig nation sore motion al co mm i tme nts, just s ex.The right  image s , a few aromas,  multi ple  se nsat i on s,  afe w  sp e ci all y  fo cused se ns at ionsandv o i l a! O urchie f pro secutor was p rim ed f o r a ction .

Sh e re sp onded  to th e ima ge  Makr had provi dedby clingi nggr ate fu lly t o  her l ove r's  hard m uscledf orm ,m o v in g rhythmically, pu rp o s ef ully rub bing s e ns it i ve areas  t o e xcit e him.Nots ur prisingl y, heu tt er ed moan sof ple as ure  an d tur n ed t o mass age andcares s  her own svelt e  form until s h er e ci p roca ted  with her o wn m o ansandg as pso f del ight. 
M ar l ene sensed their bo di es flo wingtogether. Thi s motion w a s pleasing  and sa t isfying in a n atura l way that seemed i n syn c with t he otherr h ythms on  th e i sla nd. T he  six-dimensio n a l im ag e of he r w orld fl ick ere d.Ins ta ntly, the  blue sk ytu rn ed  br ightw hite, th en  bl ac k w ith s t ars in  abun danc e.  I t  wa s as th o ug h thesk yhastur ne d ins ideo ut.  The st ars melte d i n to a  m yr iad ofbright colors .The wind b le w g entlya t  first,then, became a hurrican e  force.  Sh e was  blo wn away,sca ttered  to the he avens,  buthe r b o d y rem a i ne d—a nd  his... Sh e fel t his  p rese nce ins ide her and her ow n  wa rm juices. Th eywere e nt win e di n e ac h  ot h e r's body, moane d with ple as u re  again and aga in , but i t was a nythi n g but m onotonous  to Marle ne . _M o r e!More!_ She  screame d. She sa w  hism ou th fo rmthe sa me  wo rds,but he was  sile nt.

_ Mu st bethe s tr ong sile nt type,_ she mused and  stifl ed agig gle. Then , a s  ab ruptly as  hecame, he'd  go ne— witho utl eavin g at ra ce— j ust a  fee l ing, a me m or y.S a nd  became car p e t  ag ain.Isl a nd-lik e im ages dissolved.
S he rubbed herchin , sti lls ting in g from being s cra pe d by his r ou gh beard. S he smile d. Of co urse,her ch in wasn o tr eallyscra ped , althoug h s he would s ee  a scrape  ifsh e look ed ina  mir r o r and the pain w ouldf e el re a l.She k ne w thatt he m ildly pain ful sensati on wou ld h elp h er reme mb er and  en jo y the sexu a l experie nce l ater wi th outdep ending  onM a kr's
anks with_a voice_calling her name, expressing_desire, excitement_and_fulfillment. _Not_everyone_needs to go_to Matches R_Us or Cyber Match_Central,_ she thought._There_was no need to leave the room; she didn't have time.

Then again, it was_never_really up_to_her._Knowing what was best for_her, Makr selected the details_accordingly. At_that moment, Makr had decided that she didn't_require_romantic assignations or_emotional commitments, just sex. The right images, a few_aromas, multiple sensations, a few specially_focused sensations and_voila!_Our_chief prosecutor was primed_for action.

She responded to the image_Makr had provided by clinging gratefully_to her lover's hard muscled form, moving_rhythmically, purposefully rubbing sensitive areas to_excite him. Not surprisingly, he_uttered moans_of pleasure and turned to_massage and caress_her own_svelte form until_she reciprocated with her own moans_and gasps of_delight.

Marlene sensed their bodies flowing together._This_motion was pleasing_and_satisfying_in a_natural way that_seemed_in sync_with_the other rhythms on the island._The_six-dimensional image of her world flickered. Instantly,_the blue sky turned_bright_white, then black with_stars in abundance. It was_as though the sky has turned_inside out._The stars_melted into a myriad of bright colors. The wind blew gently_at first, then, became a hurricane_force. She was blown_away, scattered_to_the heavens, but_her_body remained—and_his... She felt his presence inside her_and her_own warm juices. They were entwined_in each other's body,_moaned_with pleasure again and again, but_it was anything but monotonous to_Marlene. _More! More!_ She screamed._She_saw_his mouth form the same_words, but he was silent.

_Must be_the strong silent_type,_ she mused and stifled a giggle._Then,_as abruptly as he came, he'd_gone—without_leaving a trace—just a feeling, a_memory._Sand_became carpet again. Island-like images_dissolved.

She rubbed her chin, still stinging_from being scraped by his rough beard. She smiled._Of course, her_chin was not really scraped,_although_she_would see a scrape if she looked in a mirror_and the_pain would feel_real. She knew that the mildly painful sensation would help_her remember and enjoy the sexual experience_later without depending on Makr's