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She is beaming, gasping and laughing to herself. “Wow.”

“I’m not telling you this to put pressure on you,” I say. “I want you to know where I’m at. You deserve the truth.”

“You’re falling for me?”

“Of course, I am! How the hell could I not?”

She looks away for many moments, leaving me alone and vulnerable.

“Now I feel stupid,” I say, trying to save face. “I’m already about to ruin it. We don’t need—”

“I feel the same way, Mason,” says Jillian. “I’m falling for you, too.”

We each laugh happily at these monumental revelations. We initially go in for a hug, but we stop. I put my hand on the side of her face and kiss her, holding our lips firmly pressed together for as long as we are able.

It isn’t long before our hands begin to wander like they often do. As my hands are massaging her firm ass, she is caressing my stomach and eagerly gliding her hands toward my thick boner. The desire is building between us at such a rate that I worry the couch might become collateral damage in a lovemaking frenzy.

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Jillian

He leads us from the couch to his bedroom, confident and ready to make up for lost time. I’ve brought another toy with me in my purse, but I don’t have the will to pause for any reason. I’m ready to feel my love’s hard cock buried deep in my wet pussy.

He closes the door to his room, despite us being alone in the house and far from civilization. I fall onto the bed, quickly ripping off my clothes as he strips off his own like he does it professionally. I can feel myself growing wet already. I haven’t felt that needy since I last had him inside me.

First, we give each other oral at the same time. I lay on top of him, sucking on his fat, juicy dick; meanwhile, I grind my wet pussy into his face, while his tongue and lips are working wonders on my clit and opening. He feasts on my sex with such hunger and commitment that I worry I might not ever get off his face.

We both like 69-ing better than we anticipate we will. Feeling his warmth against my wetness while I lick and suck on his dick is enough to make me shudder consistently. I moan into his flesh, drooling down his shaft whenever he gives my pussy a particularly good lashing with his tongue.

Once my dam bursts, so does his mighty cannon. I scream with my mouth full, coming fast onto his mouth while his thick dick fires a sweet shot of cum down my throat like I’m dying of thirst. I hold onto the base of his dick, stroking out every last bit of ammunition into my mouth.

He flips me over, reloading to fire again. He plays with himself, stroking his big dick while he watches me squirming on the bed from my climax. I rest my hand on my cunt, gently massaging it while I watch him preparing his weapon for me again.

Once he is good and hard for me, he climbs on top of me and eases that fat shaft inside. Oh god, he’s enormous and seems to get bigger each time. But right now, he gives it to me nice and slow. He fucks me to drive me crazy. I’m already ready for him to drive into me harder. He does it slowly at first to be sweet, but even once he knows I want it faster, he still maintains slow, even thrusting while he fucks me.

I want it to last forever, but I’m ready for him to make me cum again. I grab onto him, holding him steady while I switch our positions. I roll us over and pin him down on the bed.

I ride his cock hard and fast, burying him deep, pumping his gun so I can feel it firing again. I want to feel him shoot his load up into me while I ride him. I want to see his face while I drain his balls.

He doesn’t allow me to have the pleasure of such a view right away. When he is close, he pushes me off of him and gets to his feet. He takes my hand and guides me over to the wall by his door. He presses my back against the wall, kissing and fondling me as he keeps me in place.

He grabs onto my legs, lifting my left one up to spread me apart just enough to fit in. He shoves his dick inside me and slammed into me, going faster and more intensely than I’ve ever seen or felt when standing up. He grabs onto my hair and pulls hard, drilling faster the more I coat his cock with my juices.

He keeps my back against the wall until he’s ready to shuffle. He pulls out and turns me around, taking my hands and placing them up above my head and against the wall. I feel like I’m being arrested, and he’s going to punish me. He pushes my head down, grabs onto my sides, and pulls my ass toward him. I bend over for him nice and low, and he thanks me by putting his throbbing dick where it belongs.

It feels incredible to submit to him, giving him the power and getting the benefits of his skilled sexual energy. He keeps one hand attached to my dangling breasts and one hand firmly rested on my ass as he dominates me from behind. Occasionally, he will give me a nice spanking, slapping my ass hard and swiftly enough to make it sting. He pinches and squeezes my nipples under his big fingers, making them so hard with his touch.

He moves us from against the wall back to the bed, where he lays me down on the edge of it—one of our favorite positions. This way, he can ride hard and fast enough to give me a bountiful burst of his nectar.

From the moment his tip touches my cunt, he also keeps at least two fingers attentively on my soaked clitoris. That, with his powerful thrusting, sends me into another place. There is pain, but it is such a good pain. I yell out in pleasure and succumb to him, climaxing hard and wide, spraying some of my juices onto his bed.

My pussy becomes so sensitive after this climax. I try to get him to stop, but even with the ticklish, raw sensation that comes from being so well spent, I am unable to insist genuinely. He can tell I am enjoying him too much, and he is eager to hear me yell for him again.

“You fucking like that?” he asks with a deep, husky voice.

“OhGod, yes,” I say loudly. “You might have to stop. It’s too much.”

“That means we need to keep going, baby,” he says. “We’re pushing boundaries and crossing thresholds. We can’t stop now.”