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I rolled toward her. “You cold, babe?” She’d pretty much kicked off all her covers at some point.

“Mmm. You kept me warm.”

Then she pushed herself up and crawled over me, sleepily, pressing me down on my back. She sat on top of me, her knees on either side of my hips, just like that night when she came into my room.

Do you want me to kiss you again?

I hooked my hand around the back of her neck and pulled her down to me, kissing her now. She rolled her hips, rubbing her pussy against me. I lifted my hips, grinding into her.

My dick was wide awake and ready to go, and she slithered all over it, working her clit against me as we made out. I groped around for the bedside table and the condoms, taking her with me as I edged over so I could reach.

I found a condom and lifted her up off my hips a bit so I could put it on. Then she pushed her pussy down on my cockhead faster than I could get into position, eager as hell.

“Ow,” she said, as she got the angle wrong and my dick poked her awkwardly.

She was still kissing me, and I murmured, “Easy…” against her lips. I felt her relax as I rubbed my cockhead against her pussy, slowly. I found her opening and shifted my hips, getting in position. Then I pushed up a bit, slipping into her.

“Right there, baby,” I said. “Push down.”

She did. She eased her hips down, forcing my dick up into her. She lifted, then pressed down again, squeezing me…Fuckshe was tight. She did it a few times, until she was sitting on me. She wriggled her hips a bit.

“Ohmygod,” she gushed.

I looked up at her, entranced. Her cheeks were flushed, her pleasure written all over her face.

“Does it hurt?”

“Yeah… I’m sore. But who cares.”

“Ride me,” I said. “Just do what feels right.”

So she did.

I just lay there, watching and feeling, as she started riding me… slowly rolling her hips to slide up, then back down. I laid my hands lightly on her thighs.

“Is that good?” she asked.

“Yeah, baby,” I told her. “Do whatever you like.”

She fucked me a little harder, faster, then slowed down, experimenting. She dragged her hands over my chest, then squeezed my nipples a little, studying my reactions to everything she did.

And everything she did was fucking beautiful.

I drifted my hands up to her tits. I cupped them, squeezed and said, “Come here.”

She leaned forward until I could snake my tongue around a nipple. She gasped as I sucked her into my mouth. I licked and played with her nipples as she rode me.

“Feels so good…” she gasped after a while. “Ahh… I want to come with you inside me. I don’t think I can come like this, though…”

“Sure you can.”

I slid my hands down her body and grabbed one hip, working her against me a little harder. I slipped my other thumb down over her clit and started massaging her there as I kept sucking on her nipples. She groaned as she rode my dick, my thumb, getting faster and faster—until her whole body started to quiver and shake.

I felt her pussy spasm on my cock and she cried out… all these raspy, breathy, beautiful sounds, as her whole body shuddered against mine.

My whole body tensed with the effort of holding back. I just focused on her nipple in my mouth and trying to make her feel good… so I wouldn’t lose it and come yet. In case she wanted more…

It was a tough battle, but I took a deep, slow breath and managed to hold back.