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Her grip on me seemed to pull me over until I was completely on top of her. I lifted my upper body onto my ass and began to drive into her violently. The force of my thrusts made her lovely tits bounce up and down, back and forth. The movement of her full tits was almost hypnotic and it roused me to greater effort in my hammering thrusts. I wanted to bottom out on every stroke, I desired to feel the slap of her pussy against my balls and I needed to hear the slap of flesh as our stomachs met on each strike.

Jess raked my back with her sharp nails as her pussy pulsed around my hammering cock. She arched her body against mine as she came again. I felt the scoring of my flesh as she dug her long nails into my shoulders and back. “Fuck!” she screamed, as another orgasm rolled through her.

Sweat poured from my body as I pummeled her pussy.

Jess arched against me one more time, a half groan, half scream escaped her lips. “Oh God, yes! Fuck me Savage!” she gasped, and she lifted her buttocks off the bed as her body convulsed in passion and release.

I felt my balls tighten and molten streams of cum surge up my cock. Just as she was at the peak of her arch, I exploded inside her. Pouring my cum into her tight cunt.

I felt lightheaded when I rolled off to the side of her gasping for air. I couldn’t move even if I wanted to and when I heard Jess lightly snoring next to me, I smiled.

Fuck she was beautiful.

Carefully moving, I picked her up and placed her head on the pillow, trying like hell not to disturb her blissful sleep. One thing I learned about pregnant women. They liked sleep.

Making sure she was covered, I got up from the bed and headed to the bathroom to clean up. It almost felt like a sacrilege to clean my beard of her juices, but I knew I could drench the hairs again in the morning. After hopping in the shower, I threw on a pair of sweats and t-shirt and was about to climb into bed beside her when I saw the flickering light on my phone alerting me that someone was on our private property.

Reaching into my nightstand, I grabbed my gun and quietly shut the bedroom door behind me. Walking down the hall, I stopped before Hailey’s room and peeked inside to find my niece sleeping like an angel. God, she was a good kid.

With my gun and phone in hand, I tapped on the security app bringing up all the video cameras on the property. It was dark outside, and I could barely see at thing. Hoping it was just another damn deer, I stepped out onto the front porch just as a lone figure stumbled into my view.

Cocking my gun, I aimed it at the intruder and waited as he came closer. Everyone around us knew I had the place locked up tighter than a nun’s ass at Sunday’s mass. They all knew that come sundown, my place was off limits without an invitation and since I wasn’t expecting company, whoever this was, wasn’t supposed to be here.

“Savage,” I heard the intruder grunt, right before he fell to the ground. “Help.”

Running from the porch, I dropped to my knees seeing Vicious black and blue, bleeding from his shoulder.

Looking around, I made sure he was alone before I said, “What the fuck are you doing here?”

Vicious grabbed my t-shirt and whispered. “Help me.”

“What happened?” I asked, as he closed his eyes, his grip loosening on my shirt and just before he passed out, I heard him clearly say, “They’re dead. They are all dead.”

What the FUCK!


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