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Ninety minutes into a two-hour romp which was growing more rather than less intense as we progressed, he grabbed my ankles, spread my legs wide and slid into me.
I had (barely) the wherewithal to haul the Eroscillator up from under the bed and get it onto my clit before he started slamming into me. As wound up as I was, it took only a few moments for the combination of cock and toy, lust and love, flesh and power to work their magic.
When I came it was with a prodigious gush, hot and powerful up from my center. He caught it on the instroke, pushing the fiery water* briefly deeper into me and then letting it pour forth, burning pussy and thighs as it splashed out.
“Did you feel that?” I asked in wonder, and of course he had; how could he not have felt such a heady cuntful of heated fluid meeting cock and balls?
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*Do you know what word used to be here? Can you guess? Here’s the answer.
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