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and she screamed with
pleasure as he pinched her puckered nipple and felt her body
shudder with another orgasm.
    Like just about every up and coming wrestler
of his generation, he’d jacked off countless times to Courtney’s
Playboy pictorial. Now here he was pounding the real thing and she
was actually digging him and begging for more. This was better than
any ride at Disney World and there was no way Santa could top this
tomorrow morning. Courtney was every man’s fantasy come to life.
This was – damn -- he came with a roar.
    Before he could dispose of the condom, she
shoved him back in the chair and spread those legs wanting him to
go down on her again. Courtney Dalton -- butt naked on her desk,
not a tan line on her rock hard body.
    That Playboy spread hadn’t done justice to
her hotness. Her pussy was so wet and right in his face. Not even a
Photoshopped landing strip of hair down there. She was soft, slick
and all sex.
    He’d never given oral before today.
Actually, he’d just doubled the total of women he’d been with. He’d
dated the same girl since their freshman year of high school and he
hadn’t gotten any until Senior Prom night. She hadn’t liked him
moving to Florida to train at the wrestling school and being on the
road all the time made it worse.
    Despite the fact that he’d never cheated on
her, Lara had dumped his ass that very morning just because he
couldn’t come back to Charlotte for Christmas. He had to stay and
work. Alex had a car payment to make, and now he had a never worn
engagement ring to take back to the jewelry store.
    Fuck her -- no fuck Courtney -- and that was
exactly what he was doing. This woman was big league. He wasn’t
going back to a McDonald’s Happy Meal after being served filet
mignon. Alex didn’t mind it a bit when she grabbed his head and did
a bump and grind on his face, especially when she squealed and
squirmed with every lick.
    “That tongue stud is kinda like a mini
vibrator. I like.” She pulled him up by the hair roughly kissing
him for the first time. “Think you can handle another round?”
    “Anything you want.”
    “That’s the kind of answer that gets you
laid.”
    She had him hard again almost as soon as she
took his dick in her mouth. Normally he would have closed his eyes
and leaned back to be serviced, but he didn’t want to so much as
blink and miss a second of seeing her lips wrapped around his
cock.
    All too quickly, she leaned back on the desk
after tossing him another condom. He was already so damn
pussy-whipped that he would have gotten down on his knees and
barked like a dog if she wanted him to.
    Those nails digging into his ass made his
dick all kinds of hard as she matched him thrust for thrust, her
muscular legs wrapped tight around his waist.
    Damn, if she wasn’t screaming so loud it was
a wonder someone hadn’t knocked on the door to check on them. Not
that there had been any other losers working out the day before
Christmas.
    Who’s the loser now?
    Courtney was fucking insatiable and he loved
every second of it.
    Real or not, she had the most amazing tits
he’d ever gotten up close and personal with. He clamped his lips
around her left nipple and she arched her back and squealed.
    “Harder, give it to me harder… aaahhhh.”
    She rolled into another wave of orgasms as
his teeth sank into the fleshy tenderness of her breast. Her pussy
throbbed and he couldn’t hold it any longer. He came hard,
collapsing all his weight on her, pinning her to the desk.
    His legs shook so bad he had to fall
backwards into her chair to take a moment to decompress. All he
could do was sit back and watch those tits disappear back into a
lacy pink bra and admire the curve of her ass when she bent to grab
her shorts.
    She had to know he was staring from the way
she held the pose long enough for him to get one final glimpse of
where he’d just been.
    “If you can kayfabe our play date.” She
handed over his shorts and gave him a quick goodbye