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I reached into his underwear and found his cock already stiff and waiting for me. I pulled his pants down and dropped to my knees. I’d been craving a dick in my mouth since that morning with Bentley when I couldn’t break my own rules even with his hard member right in front of my face.
You don’t know strife until you’ve got a hard cock right in front of you, throbbing in front of you, and you’re not allowed to touch it.
Well this time I could.
I gripped Connor’s cock with my left hand, sliding my fist down to the base of him, while I gently squeezed his balls with my right.
“Fuck I love you,” Connor said.
“How much do you love me?” I asked as I ran my hand up and down the length of him.
“I’m gonna burst,” he said. “I’ve been thinking of being inside you all day. I dreamed of fucking you last night. I had to jack off this morning when I woke up.”
“How much do you love me?” I repeated.
“I love you
like…”
I didn’t let him finish. I didn’t need him to. I opened my mouth and took him inside, licking the bottom of his cock as I slid my mouth up and down. He crashed backwards, pulling me with him, yanking himself out of my mouth.
He stumbled and hit the wall.
I stood and made my way over to him. I stopped for a moment and just took him in. He looked glorious, my beautiful, handsome husband. His jeans and underwear were down at his ankles. His T-shirt hung down like drapes hovering over his delicious dick. It stood straight out, fully erect, waiting for me.
So I went to it.
I hiked up my dress and grab his cock in my hand again, jerking it up and down.
“You want this, baby?” I asked him.
With Connor, being that he was younger than me, I had no problem talking dirty to him. I loved being in control of him.
He answered by reaching down, putting his hands under my dress, and grabbing the waist band of my panties on either side. He yanked hard, ripping them off.
It drove me wild.
“Fuck you!” I said.
I didn’t mean that. That’s not what I meant at all but my need for him overtook my senses.
“Huh?” he asked.
“Fuck me,” I said.
That’s what I meant to say the first time.
I wrapped my arms around his neck and jumped up, wrapping my legs around his waist.
Connor wasn’t soft. He wasn’t gentle. He usually was. But this was different. He directed himself into me, lining my pussy up right above his cock, his head right at my lips, and then reached up, grabbed both of my shoulders, and shoved me down onto him.
He skewered me. Thank God I was wet because he tore through me, lighting up my insides. It was magnificent.
He went so deep I thought he might bruise my stomach.
And it was fucking brilliant.
Then he spun me around and shoved me against the wooden planks of the barn wall. My head hit it hard and I heard the wall crack a little behind me as his cock shoved even deeper than before.
