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think my virgin likes cock buried ten inches inside her, a tip bumping against her cervix.
    I’d say my little virgin is one dirty girl who loves cock so much, I’m going to be a busy man taking care of her insatiable appetite.
    “Good girl. You took me like such a good girl. You really have been looking forward to this day. Now I’m going to reward you for your patience and saving this sweet pussy for me.”
    Now that I’m in her, I can let go of her hips and move on to other parts of her that need attention. My left hand returns to her heavy breast and plays with her nipple until she’s panting, and my other hand slides around in front of her, petting her clit for taking my cock so well.
    When she squirms around me from the way I’m touching her, I start to slide out of her. I swear to god, her pussy tries latching onto me to keep me in place.
    “Oh damn, poppet. It feels so good.” When my tip starts to pop out of her, I pause then shove back inside until I’m fully seated in her again. This time she does cry out, but it’s the kind that’s birthed from pleasure. “You feel that? Your tight little pussy’s already shaping to fit me. Forming to the size of my cock. God, that makes me want to blow my load all up inside you and mark my territory there too, but I don’t want this over too soon.”
    I play with her clit a little more, until I feel so much of her cum coating my cock it drips out of her. Her body’s so ready to go off for me, and I need to give her what she deserves for taking me so well.
    When I move—deep, hard thrusts that make her body slide up and down the table with every thrust—I grunt, “Does that hurt?”
    Her fingers curl deeper into the table as I ride her hard. “Yes.”
    “You want it to stop?”
    She shakes her head. “No.”
    “You want it harder?”
    Her head tips back toward me at the same time her hips crash down on my cock before I have the chance to slam him into her. The surprise of it has my balls drawing up, ready to paint her pussy with my cum.
    “Yes,” she answers in a throaty voice filled with sex.
    “Someone’s had some pent-up sexual frustration.” I grunt as I continue my assault of her virgin pussy. I’ve never felt something so tight and welcoming. “Let me see if I can work it out of you.”
    Her body trembles as her pussy starts to contract around me with new urgency. “Yes, Luke. Right there. Ride me hard.”
    “No, not yet.” My fingers get a good grip on her ponytail again before I yank it. “I can’t allow you to come before me. Not with the way you’ve tempted me. Not with the way you’ve teased me and toyed with me and made me your little pawn.” Her body only clenches around me harder, like what I’m saying is driving her closer to her climax. “I played your game for four months, and now you’ll play mine for four months. And in case you didn’t notice, I play a little harder.”
    This time when I thrust into her, I lift her feet off the floor. The sound from her heels echoes through the room when I pull back and they hit the floor again. Her body continues to tremble beneath mine.
    “No coming before me,” I warn. “Or they’ll be a price to pay.”
    “I don’t think I can help it.”
    My hand leaves her hard bud to reclaim its purchase on her hip. I love these wide hips of hers—made for a man’s hands to wrap around while he pounds into her. “I’m not touching your clit anymore, poppet. You can come down now.”
    Her head shakes from where it’s sliding up and down the table in time to my thrusts. “It’s not from you touching my clit.”
    Oh fuck yes. I coat her channel with another squirt of pre-cum.
    “You’re a cock whore, aren’t you?” I pound her harder until her giant tits are smacking the table, playing a fucking symphony for my ears and mine alone. “I bet the mere thought of my cock could make you come. Am I right? I bet I could tie you to the chair across the room with your hands behind your back,