Looking over at my Belle I could see she was mesmerised by the superhuman speed at which we were fucking. She looked more radiant than even my mind had remembered. I tore at her clothes roughly. “ Well you had best clean it up then!” I said, offering my big tool for her to swallow. I wanted to bite her juicy lips, her tasty tongue! I was desperate to lick her clean, I was so stiff and horny, still. Bella squealed, attempting to hide her own modesty. Her dark hair was untied and a little longer than when I last saw her. Her breathing was laboured I could hear her heart, pumping all that warm luscious blood around her amazing body. I saw her dark bush, barely covering her fabulous tight hole. END
After some constuctive criticism on one of my past twilight texts I have changed the narrative point of view for this story and tried to research the book a little more in the hope that it will be more true to the real books!
