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Rough: The Thrill Of Unconventional Love

It was a moonless night, and the darkness seemed to seep into every crevice of the world. A deep, heavy silence hung in the air, broken only by the distant sound of a car driving down an empty road. In the heart of this silence, two figures stirred restlessly in their sleep. They felt as if they had been pulled from a dream-like state, and it took them a moment to realize that they were not dreaming anymore.

The man's name was Jack. He was tall, with dark hair and piercing blue eyes. The woman was called Alice; she had long, brown tresses cascading down her back, and her eyes were as green as the lush foliage outside their window. They both lay in bed together, their bodies pressed against one another like two pieces of a puzzle that had finally found its place.

Jack's hand snaked out from under the covers and found Alice's warm, inviting flesh. He could feel her heartbeat through her skin, and it sent shivers down his spine. She responded by arching her back, pressing herself harder against him. The two of them had been together for a while now, but this night seemed different – more intense, more primal, and more wild than ever before.

Jack's hand moved further south, tracing the curve of Alice's stomach and then venturing lower still. His fingers danced over her mons pubis, brushing against the soft, delicate flesh beneath it. Alice let out a low moan as his touch sent shivers of pleasure through her body. Jack knew exactly where he was going, and he continued to explore her with determination.

As his finger delved deeper into Alice's nether regions, she began to writhe against him, her hips gyrating rhythmically like a snake ready to strike. Her breathing grew heavier, the sound of it punctuating their passionate encounter. Jack could feel the heat radiating from between her legs – an inferno that threatened to consume them both.

Jack's finger slipped into Alice, exploring the wet, warm depths of her femininity. He could feel her walls clenching around his invading digit, a signal that she was ready for more. With a groan of desire, Jack withdrew his hand and replaced it with something larger – his rock-hard cock.

Their bodies came together with an explosion of passion that sent shockwaves through the very foundations of the house. Alice cried out in pleasure as Jack's cock thrust into her relentlessly, each stroke harder than the last. Her pussy was a tight, wet sheath around his throbbing member, and he could feel every inch of it as he pounded away at her.

Alice's body arched upwards, her breasts heaving as she sought to escape from the intense pleasure that coursed through her veins. Jack held onto her tightly, his grip firm but gentle, as if he were afraid that she might slip away from him forever. He continued to fuck her with abandon, his balls slapping against her ass with each thrust.

Their moans and groans filled the room, intermingling in a cacophony of desire. The two of them were lost in their own private universe, oblivious to everything else around them. Sweat dripped from Jack's forehead, mingling with the salty drops that clung to Alice's skin like dew on a morning grass.

Jack could feel his release approaching – an inevitable conclusion to this passionate encounter. He knew that he would soon be spilling his seed deep inside of her, and the thought sent shivers of anticipation coursing through him. With one final, desperate thrust, Jack let out a low, animalistic growl as he emptied himself into her willing body.

As their passion-filled tryst came to an end, Jack pulled out, leaving behind a sticky trail of cum on Alice's thighs. They lay there for a moment, panting and spent, basking in the afterglow of their intense lovemaking. Their bodies were slick with sweat and semen, a testament to the raw, unbridled passion that had just taken place between them.

As they drifted off into a fitful sleep, the moon finally made its appearance, casting its silvery light over the landscape outside. The two lovers were entwined in each other's arms, their bodies still humming from the remnants of their unconventional love. And as they dozed off to dreamland, one thing was certain: this was not a moment they would soon forget.