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Let me maintain control

Written on August 2, 2008

“Unh! Oh shit … you are WICKED!” I say breathlessly as I
grab a fistful of your thick, silky hair. I bite my lip and try to keep
my moans quiet. With my feet still on the ground, I can easily lift
and tilt my hips against your face. You tug my shorts down off my ass
so they’re scrunched up around my hips, allowing more slack at the
crotch. Your right hand pushes my tank top up, exposing my breasts
and my hard, hard nipples and you play back and forth between them.
Then, you focus more attention on my clit, starting to suck and nibble
on it … suddenly thrusting two fingers from your other hand into
my dripping cunt!
“AH!” I cry out, then more softly, “Oh! Mmmm …”
Then I realize you don’t plan to let me maintain control!
You start fucking me vigorously with your fingers, sucking
and rubbing my clit, pinching my nipples harder and harder! I’m
holding my breath, fighting the need to cry out … my eyes are
squeezed so tightly shut, tiny tears start to roll from the corners;
but I can’t resist! With one gasp and a long, deep groan, I let the
flood of ecstasy take over.

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