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really dig this.” I sighed as he pushed himself in a
short distance. “Are you ready?”
    “ I am and I’m hoping for a
fantastic orgasm from you. Let’s see what you have big
guy.”
    I gasped as my pussy walls expanded when he
thrust his thickness into me. “A challenge. I love challenges.”
From that point on, I remained quiet, enjoying the erotic pounding
I received. Romano was the real deal. The only man who ever turned
me on more or fucked me better was Randy.
    After his initial thrust,
while still embedded deep inside me, his large hands grasped my ass
and shoved me further onto the bed. He mounted me, his throbbing
blood filled hardness, playing a carnal serenade with my
hungry, passion-moistened depths as
he languorously and sensually stroked
me—each stroke titillating my mind with pleasure strands. As his
masculine tongue took possession of my mouth, his talented fingers
wove a magic spell of bliss upon my eager, nipples.
    My heat level soared, my heartbeat doubled
and I breathed irregularly. This man, whom I’d never met until five
minutes ago, turned me on like a longtime lover. Suddenly,
everything we did slowed and I seemed trapped in an amatory fog.
Our moans grew distorted and the lascivious sensations I felt
strengthened as my mind seemed to ignore my body and concentrated
on my erogenic zones. There wasn’t a smidgeon of drugs in my
bloodstream and yet my lust inspired stupor seemed almost
drug-like.
    I don’t know, how long we
fucked. The achy sweetness, seemed endless. It seemed like hours, but could have been minutes. What I do
know is Romano had brought me to the edge of ecstasy and was about
to deliver a staggering orgasm. It came upon me gradually, the
individual sensations from my pussy and clit coalescing with those
from my breasts, neck and mouth, merging into a single continuous
wave. “Oh fuck, Romano, I’m coming.” He winced as my stiletto
tipped fingers dug into his back and scalp. “Oh, yeah, baby, don’t
stop.”
    The second tier of my
orgasm was amazing. My pussy rippled along his length, sucking at
him as I erupted into a ball of screaming pleasure. Waves of delight lapped against my mind like an
unchangeable tide. Radiance exploded behind my eyes as pure ecstasy
raced through me, and I continued to scream out my gratification
for the world. Adding to the moment, April’s scream of joy singed
my ears. I bucked, I arched, I thrashed, I shrieked and then,
except for a couple pleasure shudders, it was over.

    It was dark when we left with thirty
thousand dollars. My share was seventy-five hundred, tax-free.
Roughly, two thousand per hour. The prince was so pleased he let us
keep our costumes, including the jewelry. Apparently, the
mysterious Romano was very important to him. If the necklace I’d
worn wasn’t costume jewelry, it was probably worth more than the
thirty thousand we had to split. Needless to say, we both were
tickled with the events of the day.
    “ I’m hungry shall we get
something to eat?” April ventured.
    “ I’d love too, but I
haven’t been home much and I don’t want to make Mark
suspicious.”
    We rode in quiet for awhile, then she asked,
“Do you love him?”
    Do I? “It’s funny you should ask. I’ve been wondering that
myself.”
    More silence then, “If you don’t love him
you should get divorced.”
    Do I want to stay married
to Marc? I ruminated on what she’d said.
The thought startled me, but demanded an answer. Could I even
continue being a pleasure lady and stay married? Was it even
possible? Doubtful. Do I still love him? Doubtful.
    We’d grown apart during the last two years,
when he started doing things without me—like last night’s poker
party when he was out past one-thirty. God knows when he came home.
I never did find out.
    “ Well, here we are.” She
pulled into the circle drive of our lavish two-acre estate. “Think
about what I said.”
    I opened my door a few inches. “I will. Good
night.” I grabbed my bag of