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want to feel your cock inside me.
He groaned his pleasure and shifted his legs wider when she reached lower to cup
his heated balls.  Your newfound frankness and the& liberties you ve learned are
quite& exhilarating. He words came slowly amid breathless pants. She bent her head
and concentrated on stroking him, bringing him greater pleasure. Exhilarating, eh?
She d show him just how exhilarating a twenty-first century woman could be.
With one last tweak his hand slid from her breast and under her skirt to squeeze her
bottom. His fingers brushed inside the satin panties and found her wet throbbing
pussy. She started at the intimate invasion. With practiced precision he massaged her
sensitive clit with his finger, pulling her juices from her heated slit to heighten her
excitement. He lifted his head and she felt him watching her, waiting for another
reaction.
She tilted her face up and nipped his chin.  Don t stop there, she whispered. Torn
between begging him to take her now, this moment, and the desire to prolong the
maelstrom of sensations coursing through her body, she continued to massage his
heated sex.
 Wet& and so creamy& I ll want to taste you also, he rasped in a low guttural
tone, as if his control had slipped a notch.  But I agree. I need to feel my& cock inside
you first. He placed a soft kiss on her temple.  I ve never said that word in your
presence before but I find doing so quite& arousing.
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His mouth once again stormed hers as he thrust two fingers deep inside her. His
tongue and his fingers conducted an exquisite exploration, rediscovering lost
sensations, stimulating her to a panting frenzy.
In one swift movement, he stripped her panties down her legs and pushed his pants
and shorts to the floor. She kicked off the panties, grateful she could brush her flowing
skirt out of the way, and lifted her thigh to his hip. The rough hair of his leg against the
soft flesh of her inner thigh brought another tingle of excitement. He backed her against
the wall behind the checkout counter and gripped her buttocks.
 Wrap your legs around me, he rasped, positioning his heated cock at her
dripping slit. She wound her legs tightly around his waist and arched her pelvis against
him. She clung to him, reveling in the feel of his talented fingers toying with her butt
cheeks. He kissed her long and heatedly when he entered her, stretching her. He was
thick but her wet channel was ready and welcomed his swollen shaft until he was
buried to his hilt. Reaching down with one hand, she separated her folds so that her clit
brushed against the crinkly hairs surrounding his sex, heightening her excitement.
He began his thrusts slowly, drawing out until only the tip of his penis rubbed
against her slick opening. He hesitated, seeming to wait for her response. His sinewy
body braced her against the wall and she longed to impale herself on him, to feel the
fullness he denied. She squirmed to bring him back into her.
 No, inside me. Please.
With a low growl he eased himself centimeter by torturous centimeter back until his
pubis ground against her mons. She angled herself to draw the most exquisite tremors
from the feel of his rigid erection pulsing inside her.
What little control she had was left in shreds. She wanted this to last but, already
aroused by their foreplay, she was close, so close. He pulled back longer and thrust
deeper until all thoughts of sanity were gone and she convulsed from the driving force
of his powerful cock. As her climax grew he kept up his rhythm until she peaked and
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fell against him, limp as a deflated balloon. The scent of his arousal mixed with his
cologne triggered a sharp impression. They d made love like this before.
 Again, he whispered.  Climax& again. Come& with& you&  He resumed the
driving thrusts, holding her in position to take the relentless assault. She d not yet
recovered from her first orgasm when the next one began to build. Pressure driving
pulsing pressure grew deep within her.
 Oh Stanley, she moaned, clinging to him. The friction of his starched shirt against
the thin fabric of her blouse caused her nipples to pucker with unbearable sensitivity.
Tension built, consuming her as his body tensed and his possession of her became
complete.
 Now! Let& go& now! His shout echoed in the deserted shop. The instant she felt [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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