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sound like escaping steam. And at that point she remembered to suck air into her lungs. They stayed frozen in their attitudes, breathing heavily, sorting out the wildly complex impressions they had just been immersed in. The whole gesture had been so finely tuned, so essentially cerebral, that it barely passed muster as a sexual act at all; or rather, it was as though the sexual gyrations were a pretext for some other, less obvious, form of exchange.
    Snapping to like a man roused from a trance, Aaron seized her by the hair and brought her lips to his cock again. This time he used her, rocking her head around to offer different angles from which he could fuck her in the mouth. He pressed in against her temples, covered her ears, rendering her deaf and stoned, reducing her to the single function of cocksucker. He pressed his fingers into her neck so that her jaw relaxed and she opened further to accept his fierce thrusts. And once a momentum had been built, he released her, allowing her to go wild as she went down on him. She sank into a shaking oblivion, emerging as a slobbering animal, lapping and licking and nuzzling into his crotch, her hair wet from sweating, stringy over her shoulders and down her back. She growled as she gnawed at his cock.
    He was drawn into the spectacle and began to slide from the edge of the bed. He fell forward like a wounded bear, pushing her back. She moaned and flung her arms around his thighs, gluing her mouth to his cock, begging by sucking to continue to suck. He came to his knees and then toppled over until his chest lay on the floor; she wriggled under him, pinned by the cock which was rammed between her stretched lips. She kicked her heels into the floor as he pressed the full length of his cock deep into her throat, and when he pulled out she fought to keep the erection in her mouth, her tongue flickering vainly to lick it one last time before he removed it altogether.
    He rolled the bulk of his body down her stomach like lava inching downhill until he lay fully on top of her. Her warm thick breasts bulged against his chest, her still writhing lips found his mouth, and her hot cunt pressed against his groin. He reached down to slide one hand under her arse so that he could push his cock between her buttocks as he slid the base of it against her clitoris. Their bodies rocked like buildings in an earthquake as the imperative to fuck, the deep biological spasm of coupling, seized them spontaneously. With a single motion their hips rotated, their genitals swung back until the tip of his cock was at the opening to her cunt, and they joined together in a single movement.
    Tuck . . . me . . . cock . . she said as the heavy organ split the furrows of her cunt like the prow of a boat slicing through the water.
    'Oh my dear God yes/ she said, and her arms and legs closed about him like the petals of a flesh-eating plant surrounding the insect which had landed to taste its honey. Her limbs grappled him in an embrace which did not allow him any freedom of movement. Blind and driven as a mole in dark earth she forced her way forward until she was completely impaled by the thrusting pole between her legs. The impact of the penetration shocked her entire system, so that she forgot his presence as the bearer of the gift and spun off into grunting grasping convulsions, a unitary reaction to Aaron's cock bursting enormously inside her. As obscene as a twelve-year-old being humped over a garbage can in an alley, she rejoiced in her conditioning. All the years she had been taught sex was filthy formed images which she now brought to life with her body. For a short searing space of time she was being the dirtiest little girl in the world.
    He could not match the assault of her unbridled fury of lust. He began to withdraw from the closeness of the contact, and placed himself at a distance, servicing her by holding himself against her, acting merely as the surface she rubbed herself against. He cursed inwardly