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BigBasher:
Waiting for more

UltimateSpice:
She nearly did with the sound of his voice telling her this and it was only with the most violent struggle within herself that she stopped the bubble from blowing up into a thousand shattering explosions.

"I would take your orgasm when I want it." His tone sent waves of fury and spasms through her every nerve.

She would cum from his words alone if he told her to. "I would tell you when you may cum and you would be punished if you do not keep to that."

"Yes." She managed. Her body was wriggling like an eel out of water.

She tried to hold onto thought or feeling, but it was like grabbing fistfuls of river water.

Sensations, however, run rampant through her entire being. Her very soul became bright with ache.

He pounded her mercilessly. She could not focus on anything but the deep guttural thrusting and the all-consuming thudding even further inside her body.

Gasps and moans flew from her mixed with half screamed, keening and even grunted as he struck sensitive and incredibly delirious areas so far in her that she never knew such places existed.

Suddenly, it stopped. He moved her back, moved her to the floor, back to the bed again and shoved his cock down her throat in one competent motion.

His groan sent waves of molten pleasure circling her intestines. She lived to please him. The hours that have already passed in his hands, being so completely taken. In such wanton destruction.

With such force and ravaging fury. She could only abandon all pretense of wanting to do anything but be his.

He stepped between her legs again and forced them wide open. She could feel the damp underneath her from the last time she sat here and could feel the flow of moisture crescendo.

The pool was growing beneath her buttocks and would only get worse.

His hands reached down and took her tits into a handling embrace. One after the other. Gripping as much as would fit, shifting until all of it had been massaged, then pinching the nipple until she wanted to yell for more.

He did this over and over until she wanted him to either tear them off her in vicious need or give them his full attentions. Either one at this point would work for her. She could hardly concentrate on his cock the way he kept toying with them.

She rocked her head back and forth to try to make his cock feel her desperation and depravity. She swallowed and shoved at his groin.

Her hands, forgotten in her need, now suddenly realized they could reach his balls and they worked to press cum from him. She wanted him to shoot in her mouth.

She imagined it pumping gallons down her throat until it filled her up and runs out the corners even as she sucked him hard again.
The searing heat from her bottom made her realize she just had her first spanking and she wanted more.

She had never felt so known. Every pore. Every hair. Every delicate cell. Her first time lying over the edge of her bed being taken. The first time she was penetrated to such depths and the first time told to hold back from orgasm. She thought wryly, the first time she could have cum from being bleeped.

She almost drifted away wondering how you could be married for twenty years and had so many firsts from the next man you're ever with.

She would simply have floated off into amazed and detached consideration if he did not take that exact moment to jerk his cock out of her mouth again.



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ThrillPlus:
Carry on.