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I breathe out fast, the tension in my body slowly crumbling as slight spasms take over my muscles, and a shiver goes up my spine as I realize I’m doing this.

Did he just make me come twice with nothing but his fingers? That’s a feat Dale couldn’t do even with his cock!

“Ready for the main course?” He asks me as he slides the fingers out of my pussy, my creamy juices coating them.

He then cups my ass, finally feeling it wholly in his hands. He pushes and pulls at the flesh, the sweet valley between my ass cheeks almost making his skin prickle in excitement. He pulls at my thong viciously and rips it apart, the fabric tearing easily in his strong hands.

“More than ready,” I tell him, seductively narrowing my eyes as he reaches for my hand and grabs it. With that, he pulls me on top of him.

Before I can even react, he grabs his cock and starts brushing it against my soaked pussy. He rubs its tip up and down the length of my pussy and then feeds one inch of it into me. I let out one wild scream, and I’m only reacting to his thickness.

“I’m right here,” he whispers, taking me as if he were doing it for the first time. His shaft strains against my insides, pushing my inner walls back and, slowly, he starts sliding his whole length inside of me, only stopping when all of it is buried deep.

“Oh, God,” I moan, my insides burning so fiercely that it feels my whole body is made out of flames. I can’t even open my eyes, and breathing feels like a chore.

When he starts to thrust…oh, when he starts to thrust, that fire grows. Each stroke of his cock makes me feel as if there’s electricity running through my veins instead of blood.

When my mind finally starts working again, I start swaying my hips, trying to match his rhythm. It doesn’t take long for him to stop thrusting and allow me to take the lead. And that’s exactly what I do; with both arms thrown over his shoulders, I ride him as if my life depends on it.

I go as fast as I can, and beads of sweat are already forming on my forehead, a stray lock of hair plastered to my skin.

That fire inside of me spreads from between my thighs to every extremity in my body, consuming everything in its wake. It feels like a sharp needle is stabbing every single one of my nerve endings. I never felt something like this. There’s something to be said about his prowess, that’s for sure.

“Tired already?” he asks me, tucking that stray lock of hair over my ear. I make the effort to open up my eyes and, with a sly grin, I just roll to the side and lay down on the bed, spreading my legs wide.

I tease him, sliding one hand down from between my tits and moving it straight to my clit. Using only two fingers, I start rubbing it as I bite on my lower lip, inviting him in.

He lies on top of my body and, grabbing his cock with one hand, he guides it home once more. This time he doesn’t tease me; no, he goes straight for the kill, sheathing his cock in me up to the hilt.

I gasp as he does it, crossing my legs behind his lower back and my arms around his neck. My fingers are digging into his shoulder blades, but he doesn’t even seem to notice. He’s inside of me in one sudden thrust, one hand holding my head while the other one runs through my hair.

Slowly he starts kissing my right ear, breathing heavily into my hair, gently moving his cock in and out of me, as I rest my hands on his back. I let my fingers lay there as I feel his muscles moving, every inch of Blake’s body focused with a sole intent in mind: pleasure.

He keeps on thrusting at that gentle pace until time seems to melt away around us.

This moment is perfection itself.

He keeps on going until I’m more than ready to explode. That sweet pressure has grown inside of me once more, making every single muscle in my body tense up.

My blood’s boiling, and every single thought inside my head feels like a bomb going off. I can’t see, breathe, or think. I’m nothing but pleasure made flesh, and it feels absolutely perfect.

“OH GOD!” I scream at the top of my lungs, feeling as if my soul has just checked out. And he wasn’t even going hard at it; he was being gentle and kind, taking his time as ecstasy consumed.

“There’s more,” I hear him say, but his voice seems to come to me from the other side of the universe. He pulls his cock out of my pussy and climbs off of me. Lying on his side, he places one hand on my waist.

Making me roll to the side, my back turned to him, he presses his body against mine and guides his cock between my thighs. He’s inside me just like that, almost as if his cock never left my pussy, and his thrusts resume that soft rhythm.

He takes his hand to my neck, his fingers curling around it, and holds me steady. His movements become faster as he starts to fuck me savagely. With both hands I grab his wrist as if to steady myself, moving my hips back and forth, unable to wait for his strokes.

He goes at it hard, his shaft going in and out, glistening with my juices. I arch my back against the mattress and let out a high pitched scream, my whole body shaking and trembling as if a high voltage current is running through me. And, still, Blake keeps on pounding me, the burning desire inside him forbidding him to stop.

“Don’t…don’t stop!” I beg of him, and that’s exactly what he does: he doesn’t stop. Instead, he redoubles his efforts, fucking me with such intensity that I can’t even seem to remember who or where I am. All I know is that my body is being consumed by the holy fire of pleasure, and I’m loving every single minute of it.

“Fuck!” I moan, another orgasm blanketing both my soul and body at the same time. I don’t even know how many times I’ve came already.

This is pure madness…and it’s exactly the kind of madness I needed in my life. I can’t believe I’ve lived all my life without experiencing this kind of sex. Sweet mercy, Blake has made me feel like a virgin once more.

And he isn’t done.

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