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Accepting Multiple Sessions

... and begin fingering her, rubbing her clit and ass. " John, wait, wait, you don't need to be so rough." " I can't wait, Courtney, I need you," I said, my voice hoarse and filled with lust. By my actions, it is obvious that all I wanted to do is get my cock inside her. Placing my hands under her ass cheeks, I picked her up so her hips were level with mine, and her legs wrapped around my waist. Sliding my engorged cock between her thighs, the friction of my cock head against her hard aching clit is mesmerizing. The pressure of my long thick shaft sliding along the length of her moist slit sent hot waves through her. She closed her eyes and let her head fall forward onto my shoulder. I effortlessly pulled a soft comforting orgasm from her, as her hips swayed seductively against me wanting more, I glided myself inside her. My cock feels warm and slippery and she gasps with the sensation of being filled and pushed her hips against me harder. We fell into a familiar in and out rhythm, her excitement growing with each thrust. Holding her tight to me my cock inside her wet pussy, I impaled her with deep thrusts until she feels another orgasm, just on the verge of erupting. " Did your boyfriend fuck you like this?" I said into her ear. " W-what?" She stammered " Did you let your boyfriend fuck you like this?" I asked again, this time with barely concealed anger. " How big was it, Courtney? Did you like it?" She can't quite describe it, but with each question, she feels my cock ...

... throbbing and jerking inside her. " Did your boyfriend make you whine and call his name, the way you do with me?" " You disgust me. Put me down. PUT ME DOWN!" Courtney screamed. When I didn't, she begins to struggle in my arms. I turned, walked to the bed and we fell as one onto the bed, I'm on top, still inside her. I push myself further inside her. With one hand, holding her wrists together I pinned them above her head. Thrashing around, trying to break my hold, after several minutes she stopped moving, tired, tears running down the side of her face, she lay exhausted. " I'm not one of your whores John...don't ever talk to me like that again," Courtney said shakily. " Or what Courtney? What will you do?" I said sarcastically, as I rolled off her. Silently daring her to challenge me, I took my hand and crudely cupped it between her legs, " This belongs to me, Courtney, whenever, wherever, however I want it. Do you understand, Courtney?" She did not reply. " Do you understand, Courtney?" I asked again, applying more pressure, my tone demanding a response. " Yes, yes, I understand," She said quietly. My control affirmed, I got up and off the bed. Coming back, I sat on the edge of the bed, intently watching her as she lay there. Courtney is naked on her back when I return to the bed. Her legs slightly open, breasts rising and falling, nipples still hard, brown and erect. I casually roll her over onto her side and stretched out behind her. She involuntarily moaned when I begin lightly ...