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No fair!

I’d sure as shit felt it, though.

Every last incredible inch of it…

SO long… SO thick… SO huge…

Mmmmmmmmm…

Jesus, I was already getting wet, and I wasn’t sure my poor little pussy could take another pounding like he’d given me last night.

Massimo…

I mouthed his name silently, feeling the shape of it on my lips…

Remembering how I’d screamed it last night as I’d come…

And then I remembered kissing him afterwards.

His lips were so gentle… so romantic…

The best sex of my life, and the best kiss, too.

Funnily enough, the kissing had been after the fucking.

I was getting wet remembering them both.

Damn, I need to stop thinking about it…

The water shut off in the bathroom.

I pulled the covers over my naked lap and felt silly for being so shy.

It wasn’t like he’d railed the shit out of me last night or anything. (Sarcasm.)

I waited expectantly for him to walk in…

Completely naked…

So I could finally get a peek at that enormous cock…

And watch it swinging back and forth, soft and huge…

But I didn’t get my peepshow.

He didn’t come back in the bedroom.

Instead, I heard the floorboards creak out in the kitchen.

Dammit…

I was gonna have to go sneak a peek on my own.

I pulled the covers off me and swung my legs over the side of the bed –

And was like, Holy SHIT.

My pussy felt hot and swollen…

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