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Felicia doesn’t protest my hunger for her body. She’s enjoying it just as much as I am. The warmth I feel in her panties tells me exactly how much.

“What if someone hears us?” she pants while I fool around with her clit.

“Let them,” I say, turning her around to lean her over her desk.

I lift up her skirt and pull down her panties almost at the same time as I undo my belt and unbutton my pants. She's waiting for me patiently like a bad girl about to receive a lashing. The minute I have my bulge out of my underwear, I slap it on her cheeks a few times to let her know how bad she is.

She’s moaning and I haven’t even entered her yet. “Please fuck me. I've been waiting for this since our fight.”

“Yeah?” I ask, slowly entering her from behind. “You want me to fuck you hard?”

“Yes, please. Fuck me hard.”

Her vagina is so warm and tight my knees nearly buckle as I stroke. I'm only a few strokes in and my shaft is already throbbing like I'm about to cum. I can’t cum yet, she feels too good to pull out of early.

With a slight grip on her hair, I pound her from behind like I'm hammering a nail. She’s moaning like a banshee enjoying a fresh kill, and it makes my manhood throb even more.

“Marc!” she shouts. “Don’t stop! Keep going!”

My strokes slow down as I'm trying to regain my composure. I almost get carried away and release inside of her, forgetting all about making her cum first. That's always my goal; to make her cum first.

“Turn around,” I say, helping her onto the desk.

She's lying back on her desk with her legs wide open. I can’t turn away from the view of her pretty little kitten. It's pink and perfectly shaved, with lips that resemble the sweetest fruit. Seizing the moment, I bend over and stick my tongue straight into her wetness.

“Oh my God!”

She gasps and places her hands on my head to push my face deeper into her. My tongue is swirling and slurping up all of her sweetness, while I'm slithering my finger in and out of her wetness.

“Marc,” she moans and grinds her hips. “Oh baby. You're going to make me cum.”

Before she does, I take one last slurp of her clit and then stick my throbbing erection back inside of her. While giving her long strokes missionary style, I gently pinch at her nipples while looking directly into her eyes.

“Oh fuck,” I groan. “You’re so fucking sexy.”

I start to pound harder as I feel myself reaching my pique. Her love muffin is now cumming and squirting all over me, making me pound harder and faster. My manhood is throbbing so hard right now I can feel it in my chest. I'm getting ready to cum; I'm getting ready to have the hardest orgasm I've ever had.

“Give it to me,” she moans softly.

“Here it comes,” I jerk. “Here it comes!”

I try to pull myself out, but she grips my cheeks and keeps me inside. While my shaft is spitting up its sticky cream, Felicia is below me, grinding her hips in a circular motion to squeeze every drop out of me.

“Ahh!” I groan. “I’m cumming again!”

I've never released back to back like this. This is new for me. It's tiring and draining, but in the most beautiful way. I'm so weak once she gets it all out of me, I collapse on top of her to catch my breath.

“What the fuck was that?” I pant. “Wow. That was amazing.”

She lets out a soft chuckle and cradles my head into her breasts. I can still feel the throbbing of her wetness while my shaft is dying down to its original size even though I don’t want it to. I'd love to go another round before going home tonight, but I'm way too drained.

“Good morning, honey.”

My dad’s smiling face is the perfect start to a Saturday morning. I thought he’d still be in bed because of how late he was out playing poker last night, but nope. He’s here in the kitchen whipping up a hearty breakfast.

Chapter Thirteen - Felicia

“Good morning, Dad.” I greet him with a hug and take a seat at the island in the kitchen. “How was poker last night? You were out pretty late.”

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