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Teeeee…

Noooo!

He hit a pace that I couldn’t keep up with. I was losing steam and he just pump

ed faster and faster, pushing me into the sand.

He leaned back and closed his eyes as he fucked me. The moon hit him and he looked glorious, like a foreign stranger about to howl at the moon and transform into a werewolf while inside of me.

The light shone off his sweaty chest. His eyes were squinted shut and his mouth wore a crooked grin. And he just kept driving in and out.

He put one hand on my mound and pushed against my clit, steadying himself there with his palm. His effort to not collapse on top of me was his most brilliant move yet.

His pace slowed down a bit, but he kept ravaging me, slamming his cock into me. It was a little rough, but I wanted it rough this time. I hadn’t gotten the thought of good cock out of my mind in months.

He pushed on my clit, in a rubbing like motion, sliding forward a little, and the orgasm just shot through my body, unexpected. His cock touched something at the same time his palm did and I couldn’t hold it in anymore.

“OOOOOHHHH!” I cried out. “Yes! I canmyfuckimanifiugargh!”

I’m speaking in tongues. Holy shit. I make no sense.

“I’m gonna come,” he said.

Then he pulled out of me, leaned forward, and shot it on my stomach.

What the fuck!

He looked like he was going to cry. His come face was a sad one. Like he’d just done something bad.

And it kept shooting out, landing in a warm pool on my belly. I’d never had that done to me before and I was in awe.

I’m glad I couldn’t see my face because I’m sure it was the look of “what the fuck is this, get it off me.”

He collapsed next to me on the sand and nestled his face in my arm. And what could have been a really cute gesture, the post-sex snuggle, was more like “I know you didn’t just bust all over my stomach and pass out.”

I pushed him off of me and got up.

“I’m not a porn star,” I said as I made my way to the water.

I dipped my body in just enough to snatch up a handful of sand and scrub my stomach with it. I stayed in the ocean for a while, making sure I got it all off. I kept scrubbing and scrubbing.

Do you guys like that? Am I the only one that thinks that’s gross?

Come inside me, okay if you’re the right guy and I’m on the pill.

Come in my mouth, okay on occasion if I’m really into the guy.

Come outside me, okay as long as you spit that shit somewhere beyond my body.

But NEVER put it on my stomach or on my tits or on my face. The porn industry was not started by women, fellas. We don’t rub it in and take pride in the money shot.

That’s fake bullshit!

Valentino was dressed and waiting for me with my clothes when I got out of the water.

“Close your eyes,” I warned him.

“But I’ve already seen…”

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