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fell open revealing the charcoal cotton of his briefs. And
the outline of his very thick cock.
    Oh, God, she wanted to touch it. Tentatively, she
rested her fingertip on the tip. She dragged her finger downward,
slowly, loving the hot, hardness under her touch.
    She slid her hand inside the flap and wrapped her
fingers around silky, kid-leather soft skin drawn taut over a
rigid, steel-hard shaft. It pulsed in her grip.
    She drew it from the fabric and gazed at it. A large
head, red and big as a plum. Veins bulged along the sides of the
shaft, pulsing with need.
    “Suck it.”
    She leaned forward and pressed her lips to his tip.
She had to open wide to take the large head inside, and it filled
her mouth.
    “That’s right, baby.”
    She squeezed him with her hand as she eased her lips
lower, taking in more of his big erection. He was so thick and
long, though, that she didn’t think she could take him all the way,
but she kept going, opening her throat as much as she could. When
she was halfway down, she stopped, then glided back. Then she dove
deep again. He made a strangled sound and she glanced up at him.
His face was drawn tight with pleasure.
    She moved up and down, her hand following. Stroking
him. Triggering groans of pleasure.
    She moved faster, then slowed down, then faster
again. She cupped his balls, loving the feel of the heavy sacs in
her hand. She slid off his cock, her hand still stroking his long
shaft and kissed downward to the base. Then she licked his balls.
First one, then the other.
    “Oh, fuck yeah.”
    Encouraged, she opened and took one in her mouth,
then sucked lightly. At his groan, elation swelled through her. She
loved giving him pleasure.
    His cock twitched in her hand and she was sure he
was getting close. She took him in her mouth again and sucked. His
pelvis arched forward, pushing him deeper into her mouth. She
sucked hard, her cheeks hollowing.
    “Stop,” he commanded, his voice pained.
    Startled, she stopped sucking and drew away. Had she
done something wrong?
    His eyes, filled with desperate need, locked on
hers.
    “I don’t want this to end too fast.”
    He drew her to her feet and pulled her into his
arms, then kissed her hard, his tongue driving into her mouth.
    “Now, take off you bra.”
    She reached behind and unhooked the leather bra,
then eased the straps from her shoulders, but she held it to her
chest.
    “I said, take it off.” His voice sounded low and
dangerous, and his eyes glittered with authority.
    She swallowed, then lowered it. His gaze dropped to
her naked breasts, focusing on the puckered rose tips.
    He lowered his head and captured one in his mouth.
Heat stabbed through her, from breast to her contracting vagina.
God, she wanted him inside her.
    He shifted to her other nipple, and suckled softly.
She moaned at the exquisite sensation.
    His hand stroked down her stomach, then she felt him
ease her leather panties downward. He guided them down her thighs
to her ankles. When his hand cupped her naked mound, her dripping
juices glazing his palm, she moaned.
    She stepped out of the panties and opened her legs,
giving him easier access.
    He turned her around, and she found herself facing a
mirror. His hands cupped her breasts and she couldn’t help staring
as he caressed her round flesh. It was so erotic and… wicked. One
of his hands glided downward, then cupped her mound again. When she
felt his fingers push inside her moist flesh, she moaned. In
fascination, her gaze locked on his hand as his fingers moved
inside her, thrusting gently. She squeezed him with intimate
muscles, sending the pleasure up a notch.
    “Fuck you are so hot and tight.”
    He turned and guided her toward the bed until she
was pressed against it, then he leaned her forward. She rested her
hands on the bedspread as she felt his hard cock brush her ass,
then he pushed it between her thighs and…
    She whimpered as his hard cockhead pushed against
her slick opening, then glided in a little.
    He