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 I see you lying on your back, naked.  Your nipples are perky, standing
straight up, as your voluptuous breasts sit softly, gently held by the
insides of your arms.  Your thighs part, allowing me to view perfectly the
glistening crease that wants nothing more than to be thrashed about,
manhandled by the one person who knows your wants and needs better than you
ever could.  I penetrate your perfect little pussy and watch as your face
lights up, describing in near silent detail as each inch of my cock goes
deeper and deeper.  When I -(TM)m finally, fully inside, I extend your
beautiful legs, resting your ankles on my shoulders while I gently
withdraw, then violently pummel back into you.  Your huge, soft tits bounce
up into your chin with each and every thrust.  As your lips purse with
pleasure, you grab your left breast and force the nipple into your mouth,
sucking every ounce of pleasure into your wired body.  As I drill into you
over and over, the sensation of my balls careening off of your anus sends
you over the edge.  In one quick and driven move, you roll over onto your
forearms and your knees, sticking your ass in the air.

   With your face buried in a pillow, you reach back and spread your cheeks
apart, inviting me into your slightly gaping asshole.  In what seems like
an eternity to you, I rub a small amount of lube onto my cock and stand
above you.  As my bulging head comes to rest at the edge of your hole, you
tense with excitement but force mental relaxation to allow my girth to
gently fill you up.  It doesn -(TM)t take long for you to accept my
pulsating cock all the way in.  You reward me by pushing back, ensuring I
feel the full warmth of your anal walls.  With my legs bent and my hands
clutching your hips, I ream your ass, pulling out occasionally to admire
the ever-increasing gape, then driving back inside of you while you buck
and twitch and bite your pillow to keep from blacking out.  As we find our
rhythm, my rock hard prick starts rubbing against your g-spot through the
thin membrane that separates pussy and ass, and you cum hard and often,
flexing your vaginal muscles as you squirt stream after stream of warm
liquid all over my balls and the floor.

   When I finally pull out, my hammer dripping with our sexual soup, and
ready to shoot a full load, your head rises and your mouth instinctually
opens.  Your tongue is primed to accept my balls, then work its way up from
the bottom of my shaft.  Your hand wraps around my dick and you start
pulling the orgasm out of me.  Your lips are glued to my head, pressing
against me until you -(TM)re sucking so hard you start gagging.  I grab at
the hair on the back of your head, pulling you closer, forcing myself to
the back of your throat.  You let go of my rod, allowing your mouth to do
the rest of the work.  You sputter and choke but refuse to stop. 
Determined to take it all, you reach out for my ass, clenching my skin to
ensure I don -(TM)t escape.  Once you -(TM)ve cleaned it thoroughly and
swallowed every last drop of cum, you lay back, your body shimmering with
that perfect combination of sweat and post-coital glow.  Satiated, for now
at least, you drift off to sleep.  The pulsing of your body acts as almost
a white noise, a gentle hum that envelopes you, reassures you until the
next time -
   The End