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encounter. First, pulling down her pajama pants reveals
a white embroidered panty and a pair of beautifully thick legs. My
hands caress her right thigh up and down. I pull down her panty, my
pants, and my briefs, leaving me naked and erect. I rip off the
packaging to place the condom on me. Her legs open slightly. I
survey the terrain to feel an area where depth exists. My organ
sinks into her body's most intimate portion. The deeper it goes
into the cylinder, the more pleasure I feel. Next, I lay on top of
her body, face to face. Her voluptuous breasts provide a soft
cushion for my chest. I place my elbows on the bed, right under her
armpits. She massages firmly my back as I kiss her cheeks
continuously.
    When I hump her, my brain reaches a whole new
level of numbness. My heart rate rises. Thrusting back and forth
slowly inside of her gives me immense and indescribable pleasure.
The instinct to stop does not exist; it feels too addicting.
Hearing her melodic soft moaning right next to my ear excites me
even more. Her nails dig softly on my back. The moistness inside
her makes my organ slippery during my back and forth motions.
Kissing her on the cheek becomes difficult. The intense pleasure
makes me more lightheaded.
    As the pleasure inside me intensifies, I
accelerate the thrusting motion to increase the pleasure. I feel a
warm and burning sensation in my organ. I thrust it with more vigor
and intensity. Finally, I feel a volcanic eruption of liquid from
the tip, and the pleasure and erection diminishes slowly.
    Looking at her face, I discover that she
shows no signs of achieving an orgasm. She longs for more. She is
not close to having one. Unfortunately, I do not have the urge to
continue because I am sexually satisfied. I thought Luis was making
things up when he said that he masturbated before having sex so he
would last longer in bed. My sexual experience felt kind of short
of what I was expecting. I want her to remember this moment with
full satisfaction. I made fun of people who had oral stimulation.
Now, this is the only option I have. A man has to do what a man has
to do. Great, I am thinking like them now. Damn you Luis, Juan, and
Justin.
    Slowly, I proceed to give her oral pleasure.
First, I detach my torso from hers, enjoying the feeling when my
hot and sticky skin detaches from her sticky skin. I am on my knees
on her bed. My lips kiss her belly. I continue to go downward. Sara
looks at me in a state of surprise. She giggles. Next, she
yells.
    "Jimmy, what are you doing down there!" I
suck her hood and the lips at the entrance of the cylinder.
"Jimmy...no. Are you crazy? No, why...ah...oh my...ah! Oh, yeah!
Don't stop!"
    She becomes uninhibited when the pleasure I
give her increases. She moans loudly as I lick her as if she is the
most delicious ice cream. Her hands grab and pull my hair. She
releases the grip of my hair to cover her face. Her warm and sweaty
legs squeeze my face. Next, she uncovers her face to grab and
squeeze her gorgeously round breasts. Her body twists and turns in
extreme pleasure. Her legs loosen up the squeeze on my face. My
moist hands finger and stroke her inside towards the top wall of
the cylinder. I look at her with her closed eyes willfully lying
there on the bed. She fans her face with an envelope.
    As her moans get louder, she strongly grips
both sides of the pillow under her head. She is consumed by extreme
pleasure, nearing the orgasm. I have never seen a woman mentioning
the Lord's name in vain so many times. A liquid eruption bursts
from the cylinder's entrance. It wets my hands and part of the bed.
She is surprised, ecstatic, out of breath, and a little ashamed.
When she sits up, I grab her by the shoulders. I push her down
against the bed because I do not want her to feel dirty or immoral.
I tell her, "You are the most beautiful woman in the world." I suck
and kiss her lips while lying on top of her. After we finish
kissing, she worries about the wet bed.
    "Don't worry.