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The dinner party.
Date: 5/29/2017, Categories: Quickie Sex, Author: AndreaDetroit, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories
lips, moaned loudly with every thrust and a ran hand sexually through my hair while he continued to pound me in a steady, determined rhythm. His prick moved easily in and out of my anal orifice even when I clenched my abdominal muscles, tightening my velvety tunnel around his member as he fucked me. I watched the look of carnal satisfaction grow on his face and wanted this to last forever. Even though I was lost in a tumult of desire, somewhere in the back of my mind, I still remembered we didn't have much time, but was unsure how long it had been since the front door had shut behind me. Was it five minutes ago or longer. I was so consumed by the heat of the moment that I'd lost track of time and fearing we didn't have enough of it, I did the only thing I could think of to speed up my lover's climax. I leant forward until my sensitive breasts were pressed hard into the wooden surface, causing more pleasurable sensations to bombard my senses and opened my arms wide to grab hold of the dresser on each side. Now I lay there, supine in demeanour, surrendering myself to his masterful intentions, arching my back as I lay there raising the angle of entrance, so instead of standing behind me with knees bent, he could stand up straight. Moving into the ultimate "Fuck me," position had the desired effect. Now he had more balance and stability and his thrusting movements grew more powerful, more deliberate. Like an unwavering pile driver, he drove his cock deep inside me, long, ...