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She’s still trembling and peering up with a wet gleam in her eyes as I carry her inside and onto the huge bed.
I’m unzipping the dress to finally unwrap my treasure as she pulls at the front of my pants.
She chews the side of her lip. Single-minded like an eager kitten, she growls, “Gimme,” as she unhooks my belt, pulls my zipper down, and lets my pants slide and slump to the floor.
When she pulls down my white cotton shorts, her eyes pop. My cock jumps free and bounces, long, fat and hard in front of her face. She takes hold of it. I push on her shoulder to lay her down.
“Nuh-uh,” she says, looking up with a wicked grin. “My turn, big Joe.”
I reach down to slap her ass. She giggles, shakes it, and leans forward.
She pulls and drags on the length of me. It makes me harder. She stretches her mouth, pulls back her lips, and takes me onto her tongue. My hands flap as I hold them away from her head. The urge to grab her and force myself in is unbearable. I want her so much, I hate to wait. But it has to be perfect.
She rolls her head, slathers and suckles on my cock. I try to think about anything to distract myself from the amazing feelings. The physical sensation of her lips, her tongue, her throat around my cock, mix with the thought of her. Perfect, wonderful Cyntia.
Cyntia, who is going to be mine. Mine completely and forever.
Cyntia, who will be the mother of my children. None of that helps me to keep from coming.
Eventually, the time is right. With a squeeze of my balls, she submits to me. I push her back onto the bed.
Spreading her magical thighs, I look in her eyes and lift her ass.
I tell her, “This is not a one-time deal.”
Her head shakes.
“I want you, Cyntia. Now and forever.”
She nods. I lower her ass. The head of my cock slips into her entrance, and she jolts. She reaches for me.
As I slide into her, she rises, pulls me to her. Her arms and her legs wrap me into her. At the base of my spine, her ankles push to squeeze me closer. Her soft thighs open wide and her wet pussy hugs me like a homecoming.
The heat rises in us both. We move faster, more in sync, like a savage dance. Like a dash for life.
We come.
Gripping, bursting, shouting, clinging.
Together.
Strong.
Hot.
Wet.
Together.
Exhausted.
Together.
Cuddled together in billowing heaps of silk, I tell her, “I love you, Cyntia.”
She blinks and her lips purse. Then her eyebrows lift. “You know what?” She kisses me. I kiss her back. We roll together. “I love you, too, Joe.”
