Letters to Penthouse XXXIV

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your beautiful cock being inside me as I am. My inner lips are swollen, aching, and throbbing to receive you. This pushes
     me to kiss you vigorously. As I run my silky lips along your shaft, I feel it heaving in anticipation of its own. I tease
     it, rising up a bit, just a shade more beyond its reach. As I lift myself, you thrust your hips upward, but I keep rising
     just high enough so that you still can’t penetrate me—yet!
    I am holding your arms down above your head. You are helpless and begging for me to take a plunge. As you continue to thrust
     upward, at just the right moment I remain still and permit you to penetrate ever so slightly—your tip just barely touches
     the inside of my inner lips. Now I bounce up and down, ever so lightly, so that tip slides in and out of me, causing you to
     squirm and moan.
    The more I do this, the more agitated you become, until you just cannot take any more. You take charge, first pulling your
     hands out of my grasp, then quickly placing them on my hips and pulling me down hard while you thrust your hips upward as
     hard. Now you can raise your own hips up to catch me. At this moment I quickly lower myself all the way, causing you to penetrate
     me fully.
    Finally, after all the lusting and teasing, I am filled completely. We both cry out!
    We rise and fall together a few times. I give up eye contact with you so I can raise my torso fully and concentrate on grinding
     my cunt on your cock—back and forth, all the way in and out. I love feeling your rocklike cock penetrate me all the way each
     time, and luxuriate in the feeling, just grinding back and forth, slow and hard.
    I pause a few seconds to allow us both to feel our own contractions and the flow of juices. Then I give you a few even slower
     and harder thrusts, pausing after each grind. My mind begins to reel as my body goes out of control. I’m moving faster now,
     and then faster still. Faster and deeper I grind, as hard as I can, but also taking pauses of varying lengths at your point
     of deepest penetration, until I let out a long, loud, low-pitched, deep throaty cry.
    My body shudders with my pure pleasure. A few more soft thrusts and I lie down on top of you to rest and recover myself—only
     to discover that we’re not finished!
    Aggressively, you flip me on my back and hold my hands down over my head.
    You whisper in my ear that now it is your turn to torture me. You kiss my neck firmly, just at the hollow, under my ear, then
     across my face—teasing my lips—to the other side. “Oh, God,” I groan, “how I want you inside me again, pounding me hard!”
     While I beg, I try to struggle free, but to no avail. You have a firm grip on my wrists. Meanwhile I continue to beg you,
     over and over, to give me that pounding.
    Just when I think you’re ignoring me, you plunge effortlessly all the way inside me and hold it for a second, which causes
     me to moan loudly. With a blink of an eye, you pull out all the way. I chastise you and beg you to do it again. You adjust
     your position so you can kiss me firmly and passionately, long and wet.
    I am dizzy again, and you make me swoon. You withdraw your cock and position it so it’s sitting just at the tips of my inner
     lips, where you let it nuzzle my smoothness. As you kiss me a few more times, you dip and raise, dip and raise, allowing just
     your cockhead to enter and exit me. My pussy swells and throbs.
    My passion is growing wild again, and I beg you for more. You kiss your way down to the little freckle between my mounds.
     Now your hands release my wrists, and you set one on each breast. You massage them firmly, tugging on my aching erect nipples.
    I’m moaning and begging you to please take me again. Quickly, and without a word, you rise and position your cock over my
     face, just out of reach of my lips. I can’t reach it, since you’re straddling me. I raise my knees and press them to your
     back, pushing you close enough that I can have your
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