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Click hereBut all good things must come to an end. Bill fucked her relentlessly until they were both on the cliffs overlooking their mutual climaxes. Denise cried out, "Come with me! Come with me! Fill me with your cum, you bastard!" Bill pumped harder and faster.
Her orgasm hit her like a tidal wave. Simultaneously, Bill convulsed and shot his cum deep into her clutching pussy. Denise bit down sharply into the flesh of his shoulder, and her nails clawed at his back. She climaxed again and again as each spasm of cum from his pulsating cock coated the walls of her sucking pussy. Finally, she collapsed and lost consciousness. For the first time in her young life, Denise had experienced "le petit mort", "the little death". As they lay together and she gradually regained her senses, Denise felt no remorse. That would come later. All she felt now was exhausted satisfaction. Bill kissed her tenderly, saying, "Lady that was something else!" She only purred in response and snuggled into his warm embrace.
As they continued to cuddle in the afterglow of their lovemaking, Bill's now flaccid cock slipped out of Denise's well-fucked pussy. She mewled in disappointment.
Kissing her gently, Bill said, "I want you to come back for an appointment tomorrow at ten o'clock. I want to check that calf again , and I want to check this again." Then, he dipped a finger into their flowing juices and inserted it into her mouth. As Denise eagerly sucked his finger and tasted their mutual flavors, she knew that she would return.
On the other side of the one-way mirror in Bill's office, Veronica and John watched as they recovered from the fucking John had given Ronnie from the rear. Ronnie chuckled, "Now, that's the way to get rid of a cramp......and scratch a horny itch!
To be continued...
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Often fantasised about arrainging a massage for my girlfriend, and one like in this story. Once she was relaxed would have left the room. Knowing that a situation like this was probable. Given the opportunuty would have given in and been fucked by the guy.Allowing a guy to place his hands on her entire naked body enticing her lust eould lead to her openly readily letting her self go. Just the situation alone is in a sense giving her to a man that knows just how to bring out her lust. I am sure she would desire his advances without any guilt feelings.
Totally implausible so didn't even finish reading the first page I gave it a 1.
I would guess he doesn't appeal to them. She may not be hard to fuck but that is not how women talk. Expecially, young near inexperienced women.
A little plausibility would help the story. Without so much garbage, it could have been a good story.