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Jack removed his riding coat and spread it out on the floor, lying Fiona down and propping himself up on one arm beside her. Her fingers played with his thick dark hair as her mouth hungrily closed over his, a rush of pleasure spilling over inside of him. He groaned, and tried unsuccessfully to unfasten the seemingly countless buttons of Fiona's shirt, until she took over the task herself, and the fabric came away to reveal the ivory corset she wore underneath.
His eyes absorbed the delectable view in front of him- Fiona's slender body and her startlingly large milky breasts, the craving visible in her eyes as she looked up at him. Jack slid one knee between her legs, giving himself extra leverage as he leant down to kiss her cheek, her exposed throat. His hands impatiently pulled the corset down her belly, revealing her voluminous breasts spilling over the top of it. He relished the way her hard pink nipples felt between his lips, the way her soft body was so pliant beneath his. His erection pushed up against her thigh, as he almost ripped off his shirt, pressing up against her, feeling the heat of her flesh, aching to lose himself inside of her.
Fiona's soft sighs were like music to him, her skin's natural perfume intoxicating him, almost exotic in its ripeness. Jack stared at her as she helped him unbutton and remove her trousers, revealing a high pair of white panties. Her heat emanated through the thin fabric, his other hand caressing her silky inner thighs. Fiona moaned, watching him slip his fingers into the waistband of her bloomers, grazing the small patch of light, silky hair on her mound, moving past it to her opening. He felt her wetness on his fingers, stroking her, Fiona's hips rising slightly in response to his touch.
Jack longed to be inside of her, to feel her complete him. He pulled her underwear over her muscular thighs and her calves, pressing his lips up from her ankles, to the insides of her knees, to the apex of her thighs. Fiona writhed the moment he touched the tip of his tongue to her sex, tasting as sweet as she smelled. Jack felt his erection twitch in response. His fingers slowly pried her open from the inside, feeling her tighten around him, moaning, unable to stop herself from squirming. His tongue played with the small bud where her secret pink lips joined at the top, and felt Fiona thrash around, her groans louder now. No one could hear them, but he didn't care if anyone did.
Jack's hand cupped one of her breasts, pulling her nipple. His erection pulsed almost painfully in his trousers, which Fiona began unbuttoning and unhooking, until her hand brushed against his leather holster. Quickly, Jack unfastened it, safely casting his gun off to the side, the metal pistol clanging heavily onto the wooden floorboards next to them. He got to his feet, facing her with his back to the fireplace, and peeled off his pants, unleashing his swollen organ. Fiona looked ravishing, her naked body cast in the soft glow of the fireplace, her eyes glimmering with lust for him.
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