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I’m still cumming when he pulls out of me, and I’m still cumming when he carries me upstairs to the shower. I cum while he washes me tenderly from head to toe, and I am still cumming when he dries me off. I am still cumming when he carries me downstairs for dinner, and I cum the entire time we watch tv and cuddle together on the couch.

I don’t stop cumming until sometime during the night. I know this because I am still cumming when I drift to sleep with my head on his shoulder, but when I wake up in the morning, I’m not cumming anymore.

I fix that pretty quickly by waking Adrian up with my mouth and asking him to fill my pussy again. He obliges, after eating my pussy and fingering me to a few orgasms first, of course.

The longer I spend in Diablo Ridge, the more I learn about him in a non-sexual, non-badass biker way. I begin to see why the Ridge Devils are so revered in this town when he spends an entire day doing yardwork for an elderly woman and an entire other day building a new playground for the local elementary school.

Even the police department doesn’t seem to mind them. We have dinner with one of the lieutenants and his wife about a month after I move here, and he tells me that the police here love the Ridge Devils because they keep crime out of the town. Violent crime, vandalism, drug abuse, and property crime are virtually nonexistent here, and that has everything to do with the Ridge Devils keeping the town clean.

So, I promise you, it’s not just the sex.

Although the sex would be enough, if that’s all it was. I mean come on, how many other girls get to measure their daily orgasms in double digits?

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Source: www.allfreenovel.com
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