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Again looking for thoughts and opinions, if you know the characters then comments on their characterisation would also be fantastic. Again the content is more mature, so please be aware. These characters are not my own and all belong to their rightful owners. "Dor'mo Soldat," Natasha groaned, her head flopping against the bed, his face implanted between her thighs and she swore she would crunch him. There gaze met and he smirked, taking a long slow lick. She sighed, snaking her hand down between her legs, helping herself. James grabbed her wrist, twisting it slightly so it burned. She hissed. He let go and she used it to her advantage, she curled upwards on herself, sandwiching her thighs around his neck, twisting and having him take up her place on the bed. He sighed, his eyes glazed in amazement as his hands went for her hips. She smiled, gyrating herself against his chest so he could feel her heat, her response to his actions. He pushed upwards, her sliding down his body and landing in his lap, he grabbed her jaw pulling her into a kiss. He kissed her deeply, passionately and she hungrily sucked on his tongue like a baby before cupping her breast and leading his mouth to her standing n****e. He noted her sensitivity, she hissed and bit her lip, pushing her body down onto where he was growing harder by the second. She could feel it. It was time for some torture of her own. Her small hand dipped into his jeans, taking a hold of him, giving a slight pressure and sliding her hand up, her thumb over the tip feeling him twitch and grow yet harder under her touch. "O bozhe, vdova.." "Ve ne perputat's vdovoy i zhit." She pulled at his jeans, slipping his substantial petukh from them and pulling herself up, she sighed and with closed eyes slipped herself onto him. With a light 'ugh' from Natalia James gained his que, pushing upwards and into her. She sighed, her tits bouncing in his face- heaven. James held her waist, helping her bounce up and down, although she was more controlled than any woman he knew- she didn't need his help. He became frustrated as she closed tighter around him it was almost unbearable and he was struggling to hold off. He flipped her onto her back, her legs tightening round his lower back and he forced himself harder and faster, making her body jolt with each thrust. "Soldat!" She cried out, pushing her hands into his hair, pushing him down to burry his face in her neck. Several minutes of incessant pounding and tears began to sprout from Natasha's eyes. "Oh James," she whimpered. It was enough for him, seeing her lie there, covered in sweat, her face flushed. He let himself go, firing into her one last time before he felt his release. Natasha smiled, curling her body upwards to kiss his cheek. He pumped a few more times before pulling out, exhausted. He watched as Natasha slipped two fingers into herself, rubbing her thumb against her clitoris. She closed her eyes, gulped the air twice and then shuddered, smiling at him.