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Once he feels I’m ready, he rolls on top. His first thrusts are confident but not hard; desire surges through me as he pushes in. I need to discipline myself if I don’t want to cum too soon. But then his whole body is against mine, his full weight pressing down, his hips driving. They’re like a camshaft, his piston cock driving into my cylinder, my chamber, my body. I have long lost any ability to think coherently; I am totally possessed by him. Waves of pleasure roll over me: not just in my groin, but through my whole body. My very being depends on his body on me and his cock within me. He tells me I grunt and squeal sometimes, but I have no memory. His teeth will be on my neck, he will lick my face. At some point I will have cum myself, but I am so far gone in pleasure that I cannot tell when. He cums in the same machine thrusts, but harder, then they are broken and uneven, and then he collapses onto me. During those quiet moments, both of his breathing hard, I savour the smell and. I looked up with Mr. Billy's penis across my nose as he looked down at me. Gently he stepped back and just stared at me for a minute or two. I glanced up at Mr. Billy and back at his throbbing penis, Mr. Billy had a look of contention on his face as he mumbled sometime like '...what the hell, he's better than nothing...' Mr. Billy took hold of my upper arm and lifted me to my feet, Mr. Billy pulled me to him and embraced me saying '...I hope I didn't hurt you. Are you alright, nothing hurting...' All the while Mr. Billy was holding me close to his naked body and rubbing his hands up and down my body. I mumbled '...no I'm fine, you didn't hurt me...' Mr. Billy said in hushed tones '...that's right, I'm not going to hurt you...' Mr. Billy lifted me off my feet my flips flaps falling to the floor and his penis sticking between my thighs. My eyes must have widen, for Mr. Billy smiled at me and said '...relax, you'll be just fine, you'll do just fine...' Mr. Billy carried me into his.
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