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Eileen tried to be open, as he’d ordered.
Each time his fingers entered inside, she showed all without concealment.
She didn't restrain pleasant groans and waited for the pleasure which Cesare would deliver.
He hugged her shuddering body, pressing it to himself, and progressively increased the number of fingers.
Progressively rising pleasure filled the whole body.
The head full of heat spun.
Having clung to Cesare with full weight and trembling, Eileen suddenly felt concern.
*‘What if it's only me who is good?’* During the first night it seemed to her that Cesare too received pleasure.
She saw on his face an expression she’d never met before, therefore decided that to him, probably, it had also been good.
But now, when he only touched her, not introducing the member, she couldn't be sure.
If one thought, Eileen always only accepted.
It seemed he noticed she’d been distracted and bit her on the ear shell.
"What did you sink into thought about?"
She didn't see the expression of face of the man behind her back.
He was completely calm and serene, and it became scary to her that while he was such imperturbable, she all trembled.
Eileen firmly squeezed his forearm and cautiously parted lips.
"Ce, Cesare..." She took a breath and asked: "Cesare...
To me it's simply curious if it's good for you...
To me it's scary that it's good only for me."
Having stared at the floor, she gathered courage and turned her head back.
Looking at Cesare from below up with lowered brows.
When their eyes met, Cesare intently looked at Eileen, and the corner of his lips flickered in a smirk.
He called her by name.
"Eileen."
"E-eh, yes?"
He took out the fingers that were deep inside.
Eileen trembled with all her body from the sensation of how two fingers at once were leaving her.
Cesare put the fingers to his mouth right before her eyes.
Eileen's eyes widened.
In the moment when she thought "is it really," he licked the fingers covered with her sticky juices.
Red tongue entwined the long white fingers.
The hand with even fingers without protruding joints.
With these same fingers he’d played on the piano today by day.
It was not believed that on these fingers were her secretions, and that now he was licking them off.
Cesare, looking at Eileen whose pupils trembled from horror, opened wet lips.
"A man a whole week waited until his wife will deign to recover." He narrowed eyes and asked: "How do you think, why, ah?"
"You... you wanted me to get better... ah!" He smirked, having heard her answer, and licked the fingers clean.
Then untied the ribbon fastening her skirt.
Instantly the knot unraveled, and the skirt with the underskirt fell on the floor.
Cold air gripped the legs.
It was the clothes which Eileen wore all day, fearing to accidentally spoil them.
She startle from such barbaric treatment with a dear dress, but Cesare didn't even turn attention to this.
A short silence set in.
Eileen felt how his gaze slid over her back.
In the half-opened corset it was very shameful for her of herself.
For some reason now, dressed, she felt herself more dissolute.
It seemed it would have been better to be fully naked.
In the depth of soul Eileen hoped he would take off the corset too, but Cesare, it looks like, and didn't think of this.
A metallic sound of unfastening buckles rang out, and the thick head of the member touched the entrance.
In the moment when Eileen parted lips to cry out from unexpectedness, he without hesitation entered into her.
The member penetrated deep, to the very base, forcing Eileen widely to open eyes.
From her slightly parted lips an exhale escaped.
Orgasm begun in the bottom of the stomach spread over the whole body.
Trembling in convulsions Eileen emitted a belated groan.
"Ha-a-ak!"
Before eyes white flashed.
Simultaneously with tormenting pain, as if the body were being torn in half, pleasure surged from which it seemed the head would just about explode.
From her sexual organs juices gushed, but Eileen even didn't understand that she was drenching her thighs.
Although she reached the long-awaited orgasm, she didn't realize this, only senselessly groaned and beat in convulsions.
She tried to push off and scratch his forearm, but without result.
Firm, like an old tree, muscles didn't even get scratched.
Cesare, firmly having pressed the jerking Eileen to himself, heavily set to breathing at her back.
"Ha, Eileen..." He roughly kissed her.
Eileen, having stood on tiptoes, in an unstable pose fully dependent on Cesare, accepted the kiss.
Cesare carelessly kneaded her breast and slightly lifted the hips.
With such force that the rounded buttocks flattened.
Compared with the first night when he patiently prepared her and slowly entered, now he was incredibly coarse and cruel.
The man having lost self-possession violently thrust into her.
Eileen sobbed, emitting incoherent groans.
Each time his member struck inside, her body moved of itself.
The body having come out from under control greedily swallowed the member of the man whom she so passionately waited for.
Vagina squeezed the thick member, emitting juices as if from incontinence.
When the uczestie nipples were subjected to the attack of his fingers, she was immediately covered by a new orgasm.
"Mmmm, nnn!.." Eileen, who was carried away as if by a current, writhed with the whole body.
Walls of vagina convulsively contracted, squeezing the member inside.
Cesare's breath, accompanied by groans, touched her neck.
*‘Good that to him too it's pleasant,’* she thought, but eyes all the same filled with tears.
From too strong pleasure surged in fast succession, it became scary to her, and she broke into tears.
Tears continuously dripped over the edges of eyes.
All this time the wet squelching of his movements filled the silence.
Since Cesare continued to hammer it in, the orgasm didn't subside, but only continued.
For Eileen, for whom this was altogether the second time, the moment was beyond strength.
Even to breathe became difficult.
She swallowed her sobs and beseeched to Cesare.
"A-a-ah, Cesare, it's scary to me, ha-a-a, I...
I want to see your face!.."
She feared even stronger because he was behind, and she didn't see his face.
Having heard her pleas, Cesare immediately took out the member.
Coarsely having turned Eileen around, he lifted her.
Her body easily soared up, and legs came off the floor.
Although Eileen knew he wouldn't drop her, from instinctive fear she entwined his neck with hands.
In that same moment as she firmly pressed to him, Cesare drove the member into her.
"!.." This time she couldn't even groan.
Eileen widely opened eyes and mouth, having stretched out legs.
Straight legs at the sides of the pulled waist trembled.
Saliva not managed to be swallowed dripped from her half-opened lips, irrigating Cesare's shoulders.
But she couldn't close lips.
Couldn't blink.
Only desperately hugged him by the neck and trembled.
Since he entered into her, holding on hands, because of the weight of the body his member penetrated deeper than ever.
The head firmly entered into the cervix of the uterus, which on the first night only for a short time touched it.
It was so deep that she couldn't move.
Cesare with one hand supported Eileen, and with the other wiped her wet face.
He said underliningly tenderly: "Nu there, now you can to your heart's content look at me."
But in his falsely-tender voice heard was the no-longer-concealed excitement.
The husband having driven his member into the very depth of the wife looked very satisfied, having flashed red eyes.
Eileen, having gone numb and trembling, with difficulty parted lips.
"Too-too deep..." She tried a little to distance herself from him, but immediately pressed back.
It was only the slightest movement.
But even this was enough for the member pressing on the very deepest place to spread over the whole body a strange sensation.
Hairs and down stood on end, and over cheeks and hands ran goosebumps.
Supporting the back of Eileen numb from fear, Cesare smirked.
"Don't cry, Eileen." He reminded her of a forgotten promise.
"For today there should be three times."