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I moved up behind her, dug my feet in the sand, grabbed her hips, and entered her slowly.
Her pussy. Oh my fucking god her pussy.
She was so damn tight, yet so wet and warm and pulsing as she clamped and wrapped my cock with her inner juicy walls. The feel of her was so goddamn incredible. Combined with the visual sensual overload from her perfect ass, perfect tits, and amazingly soft and smooth skin, it was almost too much for me, but I kept thrusting, wanting her to come one more time.
It didn’t take long.
“Miles,” Taylor whimpered, her knees starting to tremble, her tight abs rolling. “Oh my god, Miles, it feels so good.”
I increased my pace, my cock sliding in her to the hilt, causing her entire body to jerk each time my balls slapped against her sensitive clit.
“Oh god, oh fuck, oh, ahhh!”
The trembling intensified, and then she stiffened and convulsed, thrashing wildly while I kept myself pegged in her.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” She moaned, banging on the hood and shaking so badly I had to wrap myself around her, but I was quickly approaching the point of no return, and the way her breasts kept shaking against my arm was not helping. I wanted so badly to release myself inside her, to fill her pussy with my seed, and it took every ounce of discipline for me to pull out at the last second, exploding all over her back and ass in what had to be the biggest load of my life.
Completely drained, we both fell on the warm sand, giggling and laughing as we rolled around. My heart soared along with hers, and for the first time in a very long time I felt truly happy. That was when I realized I was in love, and had been ever since I first saw her. I would do anything to be with her.
Anything.
The rest of the day was a blast. Taylor put a t-shirt and shorts over her bikini, much to my disappointment, and we cruised all over. We had lunch at a local diner where I stuffed myself with Portuguese sausage, eggs, and fried rice, visited some surf shops, and shared a giant shaved ice. When we finally got back to the Plantation B&B it was almost dark. A taxi had just pulled away from the driveway after dropping off a tall, well-dressed woman with two suitcases. There was something oddly familiar about her, and it took a few seconds for my brain to recognize what my heart already knew.
“Shit,” I said, unable to believe what I was seeing. “That’s my ex.”
