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motion, hanging on
to him as if her life were solely in his hands. He swirled and rubbed her into
a near frenzy.
    His fingers slipped into her, one, then two, did he use
three? She couldn’t tell, all she knew was he had her in his grip and she loved
it. Her pussy welcomed his invasion, clenching him. Each pulse sending
delightful tremors spreading to every nerve and fiber within her. His cock
filling her mouth and his fingers strumming her was heaven. Rob increased his
pace, his arm working, his muscles bulging next to her inner thighs, and she
clung to him, breathless and soaring with bliss.
    Karen was forged to him as he thrust in and out of her until
all awareness zeroed in on his fingers. The frantic movement of her mouth on
his cock matched his efforts. They thrusted and plunged and sucked in time. His
fingers curled inside her. He found her G-spot and rocked it.
    Karen sucked in a breath and paused with just the tip of his
cock in her mouth. Hovering and waiting. She was shocked when a flood rushed
from her as her pussy clenched on his fingers. Never a vocal lover before, this
time she wailed around his cock as her orgasm unleashed. Thought fled her mind
and she quaked on him, holding his iron-hard length in a tight grip until he
laughed and pulled her off him. Boneless, Karen couldn’t resist and crumpled in
a heap by his side, trying to catch her breath.
    “Oh my God.” Still panting, she turned to look at him. He
was smiling at her. His brown eyes reflecting his own arousal. The shadow of a
beard darkened his jawline and she reached out, brushing the backs of her
fingers over the bristles. He caught her hand and brought it to his lips,
kissing the back and squeezing gently. Karen caught her breath and savored the
shiver that slipped through her veins at the oh-so-romantic gesture.
    “That was, s-sensational. You must be soaked.” She looked at
him, wondering how he felt about her gushing.
    “We have towels.”
    “I’ve never done that before.”
    “What, squirt?”
    Karen burst out laughing, suddenly not the least bit shy
about it. “Yes! That’s never happened and I didn’t believe it could.”
    “I have magic fingers.”
    “I’d say.” She rolled on her side to face him, sliding her
leg over his thigh again and murmured against his lips. “Now it’s your turn.”
    Rob leaned back as she straddled him again. This time with the
intention of slicking a condom over his impressive erection. He had primed her
wonderfully with his fingers and she ached for more of him. To be filled by
him. Her arousal never really abated after her orgasm.
    Karen’s lower belly was a cauldron of boiling heat filtering
through her body and finding its way to her breasts, making the nipples pucker
with expectation. Her clit was also supercharged so when she slid her pelvis on
the skin of his rock-hard thigh acute sensation almost made her melt into a boneless
puddle.
    “Are you going to get that condom in place or what?” he
growled, the impatience in his voice clearly evident.
    “Y-yes, but you’re killing me.”
    Quickly she tore open the package and rolled the sheath in
place. Rob’s head dropped back and he sucked in a few quick breaths that ended
in a low, husky moan.
    Karen watched emotion play across his face. She was
desperate to see his expression when she finally took his cock deep into her.
Rising on her knees, she walked forward and positioned the tip at her entrance.
His eyes flew open and caught her gaze.
    “Oh, now.” Karen whispered and edged him in a little deeper.
    As if he were in excruciating delight, Rob squeezed his eyes
shut and he sucked in a breath that sounded like a low whistle. She loved his
response to her. It thrilled her and made her feel so much more adventurous.
But she had to steady herself. It was so pleasurable she verged on climaxing
and fought to hold it back. Karen didn’t want to come yet. She wanted to draw
out the rare and exquisite feeling as long as she possibly could