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I can tell she’d be up for doing anything I want. Those glassy blue eyes are letting me know that her libido is in charge. It’s calling the shots and it’s on my side.

“Take that shirt off,” I command, trying to keep the growl out of my voice. “I want to see every inch of your body. Those beautiful tits have been tempting me all day and it’s time to let them loose.”

She quickly sits up and practically yanks her shirt off. My eyes are on her chest as she reaches behind her back and unclasps her bra. I hold my breath waiting for it… waiting for it… Fuck yes. That beautiful moment when her bra leaves her voluptuous breasts and they drop with a little bounce, naked and free.

I’m in awe as I stare at her. My hands are trembling and I can’t move as she lays back down on the table. Her nipples are perfect. Big and hard in the sexiest shade of pink imaginable. It feels like I’m leaving my body and watching from above as I lean over her and take one into my mouth.

She moans as I cup her breasts in my hands and drag my tongue over her hard round bud. My hard cock lands on her wet cunt and her juices leak all over my shaft.

I add some pressure to it, pushing my cock against her as I switch to her other breast—licking and kissing her curves. Her hips start moving against me as her moans deepen. She’s so fucking sexy. Her gorgeous blonde hair spread out around her, those closed eyelids, her plump juicy lips open wide.

I start thrusting back and forth, dragging my hard shaft over her clit at a steady rhythm. She’s getting wild under me, writhing and rocking her hips to increase the friction. I’ve been so focused on my demanding need, the pent-up arousal burning inside of me after a lifetime of abstinence, that I failed to think that it might be just as strong for her.

She wants it so badly too. We’re burning for each other.

“You want my cock, don’t you?” I growl as I lick a trail down her stomach. My cock leaves her pussy and she cries out in frustration.

“Yes,” she moans desperately as she grabs my head and pulls me back up. I shift my hips so my dick lands back on her spread pussy and this appeases her a bit, but she won’t be satisfied until she has me thrusting deep inside her. “Put it in. I want to feel it.”

“You want me to take your cherry?”

“Yes!” she begs. “Please take it. It’s yours!”

“That’s my girl,” I whisper as I reach down and grab my wide shaft. It’s so wet. She’s made a mess all over it with her fresh cream.

“I’m taking you raw,” I warn her. “Do you want to feel my warm skin inside you?”

She’s grabbing her tits and squeezing them as her back arches. “Yes,” she says in a desperate voice. “Fuck me hard. I need it so badly.”

I’m taking this sweet girl unprotected. She’s mine and there’s a fierce need growing inside of me to make it official. To claim her womb with my seed. To breed her. To fuck her so hard she’ll never think about another guy for the rest of her life.

A warm shiver racks my spine as I guide the head of my cock to her virgin opening. This is it. The moment that I make her mine for real.

I want to remember every detail—the sound of the waves, the brightness of the stars, the way she’s looking at me with a fire burning in those erotic eyes, her big tits heaving up and down with every hard breath, the feel of her legs wrapped around me, the smell of her fresh cunt, the sexy little whimpers and moans coming out of those plump pink lips. I want to remember it all. I want it burned into my memory so I can come back to this moment and relive it for the rest of my life.

Her sweet body has been moving non-stop, but when I start to push my head in, she stills. She tenses up when she feels my size.

A splash of her pussy juice squirts onto my cock and hand when I give a little push to get my whole head in. She watches, panting, as I bring my hand up to my mouth and lick it off. She tastes so good. So ripe. She’s better than a peach.

I grab her hips and continue sliding my dick inside her tight little cunt. My teeth grit at her insane tightness. Her pussy is squeezing me like it doesn’t want me in here, but I know my sweet girl does.

“You’re being such a good girl,” I whisper as I slide in another inch. “You’re taking your man’s cock so well.”


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