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With a whoosh, she exhaled and then began panting. Relieved that she wasn't going to stroke-out on me, and assured that her G-spot was properly primed, I began fucking her in earnest.
"Yes, baby, yes," she moaned. "Your big cock feels so good in my little pussy. Fuck me baby, fuck me!"
I obliged her.
After fucking her hard for some fifteen, twenty minutes and having her cum at least four times during that time, she was like a rag doll. Limp with exhaustion, I moved her about at will, into different positions and relentlessly fucked and fucked her. After what she had done to me, there was no way that I was cumming anytime soon and it wasn't until I was thoroughly exhausted from my exertions some forty minutes later that I stopped fucking her.
She didn't move, and only by the heaving of her breasts was I sure that she was indeed still alive. I glanced over at the alarm clock. It was almost 1:30 AM. With my last once of strength, I set the alarm for seven, then passed out.
Next thing I knew, the alarm was going off. It was 7 AM. "Damn," I muttered as I rolled out of bed. She didn't stir. I wandered into the bath to take a leak. As I was pissing, I realized that condom was still on me, shredded, but still there.
"Oh, fuck," I said under my breath as I peeled the tattered remains from my sore dick. "A lot of good that did."
I took a quick shower, and then found my clothes. Without saying goodbye, I headed back to my motel room to dress for work.
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