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the gel at her tight little hole, now dripping
    from the melting ice. His hands moved up to the cheeks of
    her ass, spread them wide, and the thick, flared head of his
    cock breached the taut muscle around the opening. Now, Jake
    was the one rocking back and forth as he eased himself into
    her.
    "Deep breaths, sweet thing." His voice was uneven and
    gravelly. "Time your breaths with me. You know how to do
    it."
    Yes. She did. Breathe in as he pulled back, out as he
    penetrated more. In. Out. In. Out. In. Out. In increments that
    huge, thick cock worked its way into her well-greased rectum,
    filled with soothing gel and the last effects of the ice cubes,
    her tissues stretching, stretching, stretching to accommodate
    him.
    Breathe in. Breathe out. In. Out.
    This was surely the biggest she had ever taken into any
    orifice of her body. Including Mark's, to which she had
    previously given top prize.
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    When Jake was fully seated, he reached beside him. In the
    next instant, the feather was in her pussy, doing its tortuous
    dance, the whole maelstrom of sensations stretching her on
    such a rack of pleasure she was sure she would snap.
    Jake held her firmly in place with his big hands, pressing
    her against the pillows stacked beneath her, his hips now
    rocking in a steady motion, harder and faster. The friction
    from the tight fit made her crazy, setting off firecrackers
    everywhere in her body. And the damn feather. Jesus! She'd
    only used it once, alone, and had been driven so nuts by its
    teasing that she'd put it away, forgetting it was there in the
    drawer. Until Jake had pulled it out to use it to drive her to a
    higher plane of pleasure than she'd ever reached before.
    The climax began to build inside her, invading every part
    of her but still hanging out there beyond her reach. She
    yearned for it, strained for it, wanted it with a hunger she'd
    never felt before. And still it dangled beyond her, someplace
    out in space.
    Jake had picked up the tempo of his strokes, and his
    fingers dug harder into her buttocks, pressing into the soft
    flesh.
    "Damn it, Lisa," he groaned. "You're gonna burn me alive.
    God, this ass of yours is tighter than a hot fist. Fuck, I don't
    know how much longer I can hold off."
    "Do it," she cried. "Do it and take me with you."
    "Okay, then. Get ready."
    He drove into her harder, pushing her body forward with
    each powerful thrust. And then... Oh, yes, then. In one
    unbelievable burst that hurtled her into a whirlpool of stars
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    and meteors, she exploded, Jake right there with her, pulsing
    in the tight sheath of her rectum as he screamed her name.
    Her pussy clenched over and over and over again. Juice
    dripped from her, nipples beaded and hardened with painful
    urgency, and her body threatened to shatter with the power
    of the spasms. Jake's cocked pulsed again and again inside
    her, filling the thin latex reservoir.
    At last, she collapsed forward, her skin covered with a fine
    sheen of perspiration, breath heaving in uneven gasps, heart
    banging like a kettle drum against her ribs. Jake lurched
    forward covering her, catching his weight on his forearms so
    he wouldn't crush her. She felt his sweat blending with hers,
    heard his rasping breath in her ear, felt the beating of his
    heart shaking her.
    She had no idea how long they lay that way. With a sigh,
    Jake pulled himself from her ass, reached between her legs to
    retrieve the feather and levered himself off the bed.
    "Be right back," he told her in a hoarse voice, heading
    towards the bathroom to dispose of the condom and clean
    himself up.
    Lisa closed her eyes, trying to ease the strain on her arms
    and shoulders. Then Jake was back, removing the handcuffs,
    straddling her and massaging her arms and shoulders and
    back with an incredibly gentle touch. His fingers were feather-
    light as they kneaded her flesh, working out the kinks and
    easing the stress in her muscles.