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“Again!” she demanded.

“That’s it.” I grabbed a fistful of her hair, yanked her head back, then proceeded to hammer her core. “I will teach you…”

Her body quaked.

I couldn’t believe it! “Are you coming?”

She moaned, “Only if you don’t puss out.”

Did she just say that?

I let loose. Absolutely pounded her flesh with my dick and pelvis.

What did she do?

Came three more times.

My force had pushed her upper body over the side of the bed, yet the sensational woman kept her bottom half up on it by bracing herself against the floor.

Like I hadn’t tired from holding her all the way home, I didn’t tire by fucking the ever-loving-shit out of her. It was invigorating. It was so fucking hot, my mind could barely think properly. I was a machine, punishing this unpunishable woman.

My sweat dripping onto her ass only teased me more.

“Take it,” she begged, sensing what I was staring at.

Begging? This is good. “No. Knees. Facing me.”

Like a slinky toy, she melted her lower half onto the floor. Then her legs followed until she could roll to her back and lie flat on the floor. “No. Fuck my mouth.”

I was about to argue, but then the words most men would give their left nut to hear finally made it to my brain. Without delay, I prowled forward and off the bed. Toward my prey I stalked—crawled—in plank position—on hands and toes—directly over her.

Face-to-face, I stared at her.

She winked then patronizingly asked, “Confused?”

“Dirty little…” I moved up her body until my cock hung over her face.

I was stunned to be unsure about proceeding. What was happening to me? Was I developing a conscience? Was fucking your Old Lady’s face disrespectful? Why did I care?

Soft hands grabbed onto my wrists. Rosa used my braced hands on the floor to slide her body along the wood until we were face-to-face again.

So beautifully, she smiled up at me. “You just keep getting better.”

Embarrassed, I looked away, “I don’t know why I’m… confused.”

“Have you ever cared for a woman?”

Still unable to meet her gaze, I shook my head.

She teased, “I know you fucked some.”

“That’s different.”

“Yes, very true.” She patted my tight belly that lingered above her. “Lay with me so we can talk.”

“I’d rather fuck,” I grumbled as I laid on my side to not squash her.

She giggled. “No. I think my big bad biker would rather do something else.”

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