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My back arches, and suddenly he’s off the bed “Hang on a second” And it ison his haunches with his large sex jutting from his hips I hear the rip before I see him roll the condom over his sex

He looks back up, his dark eyes wide and glassy “Tellhis fingertip over my puffy slit “I can lick this pussy, make you come like that”

“I want you,” I whisper

When he presses his tip into ainst hiht and hollow

“It’s gonna hurt” His words are groaned, as if he’ll feel the pain as well

He rubs his thick tip where I’ainst hme lift my hips Then he’s there—he’s where I’m pooled ith desire and swollen with need I can feel the pressure of hiainst me

But instead of pressing in, he leans back overmy nipple, his sheathed sex pressed into the crevice between h as our taut bodies quiver

I run“Let it hurt, then”

He gives laze of lust, I feel his kind concern forat ue hat I need is his thick sex He’s stoking my fire, and I can scarcely bear it

“Please…oh please!” His tongue skates around roan low Finally, he fills s out, and my knees clench around his shoulders

“Oh!”

He probes deeper, and his mouth—

I try to fight what’s overtakingin—the sort of tide that stretches sainst the rock I co rainbows

Then I’es, so much so, I nearly fail to notice hie hand is wrapped around his sex He’s pushed it doard his thigh, out of the li and condo for attention

Tears are drying on h them, and when he sent