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She works patiently…and I’m too stunned to say or do anything. I try to regulate my breathing and go with it. She’s in total control.

“God, Lara, that feels good.”

“Now, I don’t want you exerting yourself,” she whispers in a sultry voice. “Chase ruined his stitches once and it pissed me off. You just relax and be still and I’ll take care of you.”

“Okay.”

She keeps going, twisting, stroking and tugging…so slowly and gently that it’s almost torture.

I can’t remember being this hard in years!

It’s not long before I’m so fucking stiff it begins to hurt…and that’s when Lara turns around, reaches under her shirt and slips off her panties.

She climbs back onto the bed and straddles me,“Don’t you moooove!”she says in a funny voice and taps me on the nose.

Laughing actually makes my cock throb…painfully!

She takes hold of my package and guides me to her entrance, then sits down on it slowly—She’s hot, tight and slippery…she’s beyond perfect.

She uses her thighs, rising and falling…with an excruciatingly slow rhythm. It’s pure ecstasy…and again…torture.

The instant I raise my hips to go deeper, she taps my nose again and then braces herself on my chest, “I told you not to move.” She leans down and kisses me hard, sucking on my tongue and my lips.

My hands go to her back and her head and I drink from her sweet lips.

She stops and holds her forehead to mine while she whispers, “If you move your hips, the stitches are going to pull, then I’m going to get angry.” She gives me a soft kiss, “You don’t want me to get angry, do you?”

“No,” I groan.

“Good,” she kisses me, then picks up her pace slightly, riding me like a horse at a slow gallop…using her hips to rock up and down.

I get my hands under her shirt and grab hold of her supple ass and squeeze—She’s smooth as silk, tight and soft all at once.

She leans back and plunges down…taking the length of me all the way…I grunt from the pure pleasure of it…the hot, sticky, skin on skin contact when she engulfs me inside her tight snatch.

She supports herself with her hands between her legs, rocking herself on my pulsing cock.

I reach up for her tits and she swats me away, breathing out the words, “Don’t stretch!” She pulls off her shirt revealing her glorious, perfect tits and says, “You can look, but don’t stretch.”

I groan, “I want them.”

She braces herself on my chest again, so her tits are hanging over my face, “Get better quick and you can have anything you want!” She comes back down and kisses me, “Anything.”

“I’m going to hold you to that.”

“Good!” She starts bouncing with a fury she hasn’t shown before and I feel my orgasm building with a vengeance. “Come for me,” she breathes the words into my mouth before I plunge my tongue into hers.

She leans back and grinds me, taking me deep before she starts riding me again.

I can understand why it would take four men to satisfy a woman like this. One just isn’t enough. She’s exquisite…perfect beyond words.

“Come for me, Dominic!” With those words, I know…in this moment…she owns me.

I can’t hold back any longer, “I’m coming…I’m coming!” My orgasm hits me like a ton of bricks and I explode inside her…but she doesn’t stop. Load after load shoots out of my balls and she keeps going. She doesn’t stop grinding me till every drop is out and I’m soft.

She leans down and gives me a quick kiss, “Feeling better?”

“Much,” I laugh.

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