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She got up on her knees, shakily, clumsily.

Then just about managed to turn and get hold of the headboard.

But he wanted more. Jesus, he wantedmore.

“Spread your legs wider.”

“Okay, okay yeah.”

“Show me that sweet little pussy.”

“Ohhhhh fuck, Isaac, I’m so close, hurry.”

“Wait, wait. Be patient. I have to get you ready first.”

“I’m ready now. Please just do it. Just work me open with your cock.”

She didn’t really expect him to. But the next thing she felt was the swollen head of his prick, rubbing over her entrance. She felt him pushing against her, slow and gentle but firm enough that she started to give. Her pussy opened for him, enough that he could slide a little way in. And then a little more. A little more.

Until finally he was there. He was inside her.

And lord in heaven, it was as good as she remembered.

All she had to do was rock against him, and that thick cock shoved against all the best places inside her. It sent sparks of white hot sensation through her body, so bright and beautiful she couldn’t help gasping. She couldn’t help doing it again, and again.

Really, he didn’t even have to fuck her.

But when he did…when he grabbed her hips and started to move… It was like nothing else in the world. It made her cry out too loudly and clutch at him too wildly.

And most of all, it made her talk.

“Tell me how it looks,” she said, before she could stop herself.

But that was fine. He didn’t seem to mind. On the contrary—it only seemed to make him fuck into her harder. He started near pounding her, and oh, his voice was strained when he answered. “Like you can hardly take me.”

“Ohhhh, yeah. Oh, that’s so good.”

“You’re so tight around me.”

“Yeah keep going. Keep talking.”

“When I almost pull out, you cling to the head of my cock.

“Mmmmmmm, yeah, yeah, more.”

“And you’re so wet, so slippery—I can see it shining all over me. I can see it spilling through your folds whenever I draw back,” he said, and then, she was just there. She was coming. She was gasping and shuddering, loud and hard enough that she was sure he was about to pull away. Though, when he didn’t, it wasn’t quite the relief she was hoping for.

Instead, it just made her realize something.

“Have you…did you come?”

“It’s fine. It’s fine I don’t need to.”

“Of course you need to. That’s crazy.”

“No honestly I just…I’m good.”

“What do you mean? What—”