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... nine-inch-plus cock slide out of my mouth. I watched it glisten with the thick saliva that it pulled from my throat. It looked so sexy! “What the hell, baby?” he said. “I don’t want to end the party while it’s just getting started,” I said to him. “What do you want, baby?” he asked like he was asking me to help him figure me out. “I want you to fuck me,” I answered. “Fuck yes!” he said. “Right here?” “No. Follow me, big boy,” I said to him sexily. I led him into our master bedroom and we proceeded to take each other’s clothes off. When we were naked, I got on the bed and laid on my back with my knees in the air and my feet on the sheets, my arms upstretched on the pillows. Jack had to be getting a good shot of my come-and-get-it pose. I reached for Luke’s hand when he placed his knee on the edge of the mattress, and I pulled him on top of me. I opened my legs a little wider, reached down and guided his stiff cock to the soft wet entrance of my pussy, then I grabbed his ass and pulled him inside of me. Groaning like a woman who really needed it, I moaned, “Ohhh, yes, Luke… your cock is so big! Mmm, I want you to fuck me Luke. Fuck me, fuck me deep and hard.” He did. Slow and easy at first, then faster, and harder, and deeper. I started gasping, my head fell back and my body rose up to meet his thrusts. I almost forgot that I was making a porno as I was getting lost in the slow burn of his piston moving through my pussy. We moved like a well-oiled machine and it went on for a ...

... good ten minutes. He was grunting and gasping and I was moaning and whimpering until my body stiffened up in an obvious orgasm. I wasn’t play-acting when I screamed my way through those convulsing waves rolling through my pussy and pinging my clit. He pulled out and moved up on me, running his slippery dick between and all around my tits for about thirty seconds, then he knelt straight up and started stroking himself. I knew he was thinking of showering me as I watched his hand jerking his cock with lightning strokes. He looked down at my face and my tits. He saw them heaving with anticipation for what was yet to come. “I want to cum on you, baby,” he said as he continued to stroke. “Do it cowboy! Shower me with your cum!” I urged him. I saw the grimace on his face and I looked down just in time to watch the long, white strands squirting from the end of his dick. The first one shot right over my head and landed on the pillow, the second hit my right cheek, then across the top of my right breast. Less came out on the fourth squirt, but it bulls-eyed my left nipple. The rest dribbled out here and there as he milked himself dry. “Ohhh, baby, that felt nice,” I cooed as I smeared his mess all over my tits and under my neck, then bringing my fingers to my lips to taste his nasty spunk. “Mmm, you taste so good, Luke. I could drink a gallon of your nut juice and thirst for more,” I said to him, my voice sounding lustful. I had no script to follow in all of this. I only said what came ...