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“You take my cock like a good fuckdoll.”
    “Yeah,” she moaned hotly. “I'm your fuckdoll, Andre! Fuck me like I'm your little sextoy!”
    His ass continued to thrust forward, totally abusing her body. Just like the last time, she could feel his big, sexy muscles tightening up. He was going to cum.
    “Give it to me, darling! Cum right in my face! I need it, oh god I need it so bad!”
    With a grunt and a smile, he did exactly that. She had heard talk how usually a guy's second orgasm was weaker than his first—it didn't have as much volume. If that was the case, Andre was the exception that proved the rule.
    His hot spunk layered over her neck, her chin, and then her cheeks and lips and forehead, coating her completely. It was so deliciously warm and gooey. With her fingers, she scooped it up and slurped it down. Andre smiled as he watched her, biting one lower lip.
    “That's good,” he said. “You're a natural.”
    “I'm just happy to please.”
    When she was all cleaned off, he slid down next to her and wrapped an arm around her curves. She snuggled against Andre’s strong body, holding him tight. Next to him, she felt safe; and it was so nice knowing that at any given time, there would always be someone who thought she was perfect just the way she was.
    * * * * *
    M onday afternoon, Holly was humming along, finishing off her work in the office. Today was her last day.
    All weekend long, Andre had drilled her beautifully. They planned to go out to nice dinners, but whenever they saw each other, all either of them could think to do was hot, beautiful, perfect sex right away. Afterward they just raided the fridge for leftovers.
    She had left her office for about ten minutes, transporting boxes of documents to her car. There was only one box left—all her office supplies. By this time, she had gotten rather good at transporting them.
    In front of her office was Andre, a smile on his face.
    “I’ve got a surprise for you, gorgeous.”
    “Oh yeah?” she smiled, putting a hand on her hip in a mock-sultry manner. “Whatever could it be?”
    Obviously, she imagined the surprise had something to do with the wonderful meat in his pants. “Close your eyes, and take my hand, and you’ll find out.”
    Obediently, she closed her eyes—she even put her free hand over her eyelids—and took Andre’s hand. The latching sound of the door to her office reverberated through the small, emptied building as he led her inside. This late in the day, there was no one left but them.
    “You can open your eyes, now.”
    She did, and gasped. The facts of the situation rolled over her slowly.
    It was Rick.
    It was Rick, naked.
    It was Rick, naked, stroking his hard-on while he looked at Holly. His taut, muscled body was tensed up with need.
    Andre explained, “He and I had a talk over the weekend. You see, he felt just awful about what he said about you.”
    “I did,” said Rick. “I do.”
    “And he wanted to apologize.”
    Rick nodded, still stroking himself. “I do apologize, Holly. I’m really sorry. I was just trying to keep up appearances. It wasn't fair to you at all.”
    “Oh,” said Holly. “I sort of...sort of suspected something like that.” She recalled that sad, sad look on his face. “It's all right. It all turned out.”
    Clearly relieved, Rick smiled. Holly could smell him—his hot manly musk, the sweat rolling off his muscles.
    “But,” Andre explained, gripping Holly's shoulders and kissing her on the neck, “we both wanted him to make it up to you a little more. And we decided the best way to do that was to show you how much we like a girl with some meat on her bones.”
    Rick smiled, stroking his cock slow. “What do you say, Holly? Give me another chance?”
    Eyes wide, pussy clenching with need, Holly nodded slowly. “Oh yeah,” she moaned. “I’ll give you another chance right now.”
    Andre turned her around and kissed her then, pulling roughly at her blouse. Everything ripped off