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quickly if you don't hold absolutely still."   Jenny did as commanded and felt herself start to relax as he continued to slide his finger in and out.  
    He soon added a second finger, and then he seemed to be pushing them apart.   "All right," he said, "that's loose enough for now.   I still want it to be nice and tight against my cock."   Then she felt him enter her.   It hurt for a moment, but thanks to lots of lube, it wasn't too bad, and the pain quickly faded.   At least the physical pain, because as soon   as it was gone, James decided to whisper some more.
    "Your ass is so fucking tight, Jenny. I know I'm going to cum hard in a few minutes.   By the way, I hope you’re clean for me.   I'm probably going to make you lick my cock when I'm done, so you better hope   there's nothing on here."
    She was mortified.   She closed her eyes   and tried to think about something else, but he wouldn't shut up.   "You know, sweetie, closing your eyes doesn't mean I can't see you anymore.   Right now I've got a great view of my cock sliding in your tight little asshole. I love watching that little ring stretch out to engulf my   dick. You look so fucking hot right now.   Mmm, I just have to fuck you harder."   And then he stopped talking, or at least he stopped using words.     He was now just grunting and groaning, but she felt herself getting aroused again.   The harder he pushed, the more she could feel her orgasm building, until finally she started rocking too, trying to press her clit into the bed; when she heard him cum, she came too.
    After a moment or two she felt him slide out of her.   She kept her eyes shut, because now the thought of looking at him terrified her.   She hadn't thought this through; how was she supposed to face him now?   Fortunately, he knew how to handle it.
    “ That was great, Jenny,” he said as he snuggled up behind her. “You were fantastic and so beautiful. Why don’t we just snuggle for a little bit? Does that sound good?” She nodded her assent and relaxed in his arms, feeling safe and, for some reason, cared for. She wasn’t sure what this meant, but she was pretty sure it was a good thing.