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body. The subtle changes in texture stimulated her in different ways,
having her thrusting against his stomach, and then clenching her muscles when
his chest hair tickled her sensitive lips.
    After what seemed like an
eternity, Jake finally had her where he wanted her. He had slid down while
sliding her upward, and she was now kneeling on the sofa, knees on either side
of his head. She held her breath when he penetrated her folds with his finger,
working the digit deeply inside her. It was beyond her limits of self-control
to resist thrusting against his hand. She cried out with relief when a second
finger joined the first to fill her more completely.
    “You have a beautiful
pussy, Sandra.” His breath washed over her trimmed hair, tickling and making
her surge toward him, wanting to feel his mouth against her. “So
tight.” He wiggled the fingers inside her, as though stretching her. “I
can’t wait to feel this sweet, little pussy riding me.”
    She mumbled something
unintelligible, trying to give her consent to bypass oral pleasure and just
take her. Every nerve in her body sang, crying out for his cock.
    “First…” He licked her
slit. “Just a taste.”
    “More.”
    Jake chuckled, and her
clit tightened at the rush of warm air it produced. “You sure are bossy. Ever
thought about being a major-league coach?”
    “My job keeps me busy
enough.” Sandra clenched her teeth when Jake licked her again, this time
plunging his tongue inside her folds to swirl around her clit a couple of times.
When his mouth withdrew again, she could have cried with frustration. “Dammit,
Jake, will you—”
    When he engulfed her with
his mouth, she broke off in mid-sentence, no longer capable of speaking as he
sucked and licked her pussy. The heat of his invading tongue made her hotter
than she’d been, and she bucked her hips, pushing down against his mouth as he
sucked her clit. His fingers continued to pump into her, while he worked her
clit and the surrounding area.
    Being at his mercy was
just as pleasurable as having him at hers, she decided. That was her last truly
coherent thought as Jake alternated sucking, licking and nibbling her pussy.
She rocked her hips, thrusting against his face. Tremors radiated from her
womb, and she tightened her thighs in preparation of the approaching orgasm.
    Sandra clenched her hands
into the cushions of the couch, sobbing Jake’s name as he sucked her clit
forcefully, before blowing gently against the little nub. Waves of satisfaction
crashed over her, sweeping her into the onslaught. Convulsions racked her body,
and she was only vaguely aware of Jake slipping out from underneath her. She
settled lower on the couch, still on her knees, and rested her forehead against
the back of the sofa as her heart raced.
    Before she had barely had
a chance to recover and wonder where Jake had gone, he was back. He sat beside
her, and she saw the condom sheathing his erection, which explained his brief
departure. Sandra wondered if she had the energy to move to his lap. Maybe he
sensed how thoroughly the climax had ravaged her, because he lifted her around
the waist and settled her on his lap.
    “There’s a bed,” she
managed to whisper in a husky voice.
    “Later.” He dismissed the
idea by aligning their bodies. Sandra’s eyes widened when the head of his
erection settled into her slick folds. It dawned on her that he was larger than
any previous lover, but he’d already surged inside her before she could
question her ability to take him.
    Jake filled her up,
stretching her completely, almost to the point of pain. Sandra thrust against
him lightly, testing the depths of his cock, and found any hint of discomfort
rapidly disappeared.
    Jake set a slow pace,
thrusting deeply into her before withdrawing almost completely before repeating
the motions. Sandra circled her hips to rub her clit against his cock as he
filled her. Time seemed to lose any meaning as she rode him, their gazes
locked. She