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his torso. I was totally in control. I wasn’t used to this position. I usually just lie there and let guys get it over with. Or on occasion let a guy fuck me from behind, but this was different. I wanted to be in charge.
    I reached around and seized his damp testicles. They were still wet from my sucking and licking. As I tickled them, I felt his body tighten up. It was driving him wild. His abs were contracting up and down. His breaths became shorter and shorter. I corralled the base of his cock and slid his girth into me – filling up every centimeter of my hole. We exhaled a huge breath of ecstasy simultaneously. It was finally happening. I placed my hands on his hard as steel chest and rocked my hips to the front and back. He clamped down on my thighs like I was a wild bull unleashed on unknowing villagers. He was bracing himself for the ride.
    His bed started squeaking. I love the sound it made. I started riding faster. His pelvis thrusted into me when I rocked forward. My clit was grinding up against his wet skin, doubling the pleasure. Together we developed a steady rhythm, making sweet music. My ass jiggled harder each time I jerked my hips on to him.
    “Oh my God, baby it feels so good,” Braxton said as he clutched both of my massive breasts. He clenched his teeth as he let out another animalistic groan. I started riding him ferociously, like his cock was the only cock on the planet. He sat up and grabbed my lower bank and flipped my body over on my back. His display of brute strength made me thighs quiver.
    He was on top of me penetrating his mammoth dick into my warm, tight pocket. He grabbed both of my wrists and pinned them to the bed. His triceps were flexed to the max holding me down. He was so strong, I couldn’t lift my arms if I tried. I was his for the taking.
    “Harder,” I yelled, egging him on. “Fuck me harder.” He obliged. He closed his eyes and mauled my pink insides like a panther. I marveled at what I saw: this beautiful specimen, droplets of sweat falling off his forehead on to me, making love to me with all his might.
    I reached between my legs and fingered my clit. The feeling was immense. He was pounding my sopping pussy with all of his might, letting out a wall-shattering moan. My thighs were tremorring uninhibitedly. I was finally cumming – hard. A wave of magnificent heat flooded my bloodstream. I kept rubbing my clitoris and my pussy squirted all over him. I felt the warm fluid ejaculate all over my hand and down my leg. Braxton couldn’t contain himself as his thrusting became violent. His ass tightened up and his stomach spasmed. He pulled out of my pussy ready to explode all over my breasts.
    I grabbed his gyrating penis and stuffed it in my mouth. The jolt of hot, sticky nectar filled my mouth. His pelvis kept jerking, expelling more loads of warm creaminess into my mouth. I kept swallowing every squirt he delivered. He was spurting so much that I couldn’t keep up the pace. Hot semen was spilling out of the corner of my mouth. I took my finger and guided it back into my mouth. I milked his cock dry. Braxton was breathing heavy and fell back. His cum tasted delightful.
    “You drained me Cassie,” he said, still unable to collect his breaths.
    “I couldn’t help it. You just tasted so good,” I said sucking the rest of his glaze off my lips.
    Braxton laid back and kissed me on my cheek. “You were amazing babe. That was so incredible.” He laid back and cupped me into his arms, pecking moist kisses on my neck. I had never felt more comfortable in a man’s arms.
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    It had to be two or three hours after we made love when I felt a faint nudge on my hip. It had to be well into the night. I didn’t think anything of it. I thought Braxton was just tossing around in his sleep. When I felt another nudge I knew the jig was up. I knew what the nudge was about. I knew it too well. It was time for me to go.
    It was pouring rain outside. At least he could have had the