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It was an exercise in torture

One finger, then two, and finally three In and out Scissoring the her

It was only when she growled out in frustration that I realized that she’d been ready a while ago, and I’d become the nervous one

I laughed and reached for the lube bottle

Pulling out of her coroaned at the loss

Although I was so wet that I likely didn’t need the lube, I coated my cock anyway

More was better, or so I’d heard

And then I was placing it up against her back entrance and pressing inside

At first, she didn’t want to lether fordidn’t want to let me in

I pushed harder as I used my clean hand to snake around her hip and find her clit

She gasped in surprise andto keep me out

That was all the time I needed

As that band of muscle relaxed, I slipped all the way inside until I had nothing left to give her

“Oh, fuck!”

Oh, fuck was right

I had never, not ever, felt anything so hot and tight

It was different than being in her pussy Tighter, yes Tighter when you first entered, but fro my eyes cross with the need to fuck her

“Goddaroaned “Are you okay?”

I wasn’t okay, but as long as she was, I’d figure my shit out

“Yes,” she breathed “I’m okay You can move”

Thank fucking Christ

I started toapart beneath

My finger was still slowly circling her clit, and each measured thrust was a test of my control

I was lost inthe way it felt

But her sharp slap to h that she could slip her own tiny hand in

“God, just fuck rowled

Then she leaned forward and slammed back