He touches her neck gently then slides his hand against her skin. He then puts his hands close to her face getting up and starts kissing her soft peach lips. Mohammed thinks to himself 'so kissable, so soft, so beautiful, your body, I want it.' Then he pushes his body and thrusts against hers. She starts to think 'I want everything, take me, I want you, touch me, yea there.' He then moans with a very deep and yet gentle tone. She starts sliding her hands against his back. Pulling him closer and closer wanting more. She starts to shout his name as the bed is banging against the wall. The noises in the room start to echo even though they have the door closed. Her legs are getting shaky again as he is in the middle of them. He looks at her, sweat dripping from his face and body. She looks at him with a smile and tells him, "Keep going please? It feels so..." He then gets faster and cuts her off. She starts to moan louder as he goes faster. He stops suddenly then turns her around and teases her more. Mohammed then finishes where he left off, grabbing her waist gently trying not to hurt her. And then when she feels it she starts to moan louder than before. She can't get enough of him and her lust is building and building. She starts wanting more and more. Her thoughts are only thinking about what else he can do to her. And much more...