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I don’t know how he knows.But he does.

He plays with my clit.I grind on him.And I snap out of some kind of sexual trance at the sound of my own groans.

I raise my head and look down at him.He’s as lost as I am.His eyes are heavy-lidded but I see a sense of wonder in his expression.Surprise.

I grind hard down on him.My hips make circles on his body, all the while I’m pulling him deeper, gripping his cock with the inside of my pussy walls.

“Holy fuck, what are you doing to me?”he whispers.

I shake my head.I don’t have an answer for him, because whatever it is, it’s a whole new thing for me, too.

CHAPTER 32

Special K

This shit’s wild.Absolutely nuts.

I’ve never been with a woman this down to fuck, with whatever creative approaches and unusual methods we can come up with.

Right now, her lips are on my dick while she rides my face, her pussy smashed against my mouth, and she’s doing things with her tongue that I’ve only dreamed about.

I’ve lost track of how many times I’ve cum, but it’s been a record-obliterating number, whatever it is.And if I don’t know how many it’s been for me, there’sno wayI’ve kept track of her orgasms.

The girl’s got stamina.

But this isn’t about keeping score.It’s all about finding new levels of pleasure and getting more and more into each other as we go.And we’re still at it.

I’m still hard and she’s still asking for more, and I’ve never had this much fucking fun in my fucking life while doing fucking anything, including actual fucking.

I may be delirious.

I gently lift her body from my face.“Hey, Boots.”

She pulls her lips from my dick and looks around at me, grinning.This can’t be real.This view can’t be something found in the real world.Not my real world, anyway.It’s too perfect.

A fucking delicious woman is on all fours over me, her back arched and her pretty pussy inches from my face.Her honied skin—from her toes to her thighs, to her ass and back—is flawless.Her flesh is firm, and she can do the splits from damn near any position.Her long, blond hair is wild and falling over one side of her head as her eyes sparkle in the firelight.

“Need a break?”she asks, laughing.

I grab her thigh and pull her around, then wrap her in my arms and roll with her.Unfortunately, we roll right onto the bare cabin floor.

“Rrrraaaaooow!”

We both laugh.

Pussy’s been super bitchy the last couple of hours.I think we’ve disturbed her beauty rest.Nobody’s gotten any of that around here tonight, likely including all the wildlife within a ten-mile radius.

While I’m on the floor, I reach over and throw two more pieces of firewood on the grate.Then I pick her up and sit on the mattress, Frankie facing me.I reach for a water bottle and let her take a swig.Then I finish it off.

She leans forward to kiss my crooked nose.And that’s when I feel something happen.

Like an earthquake is destroying all my carefully constructed guardrails.And I’m standing on the edge of the cliff, peering down to calculate how much it’s going to hurt when I hit the bottom of the canyon.

It’s terrifying.But I’m not turning away.I can’t.

She falls against me, sighing deeply.I feel her muscles unwind.She loosens from head to toe.

“Ready to go again?”she asks.