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First Time Meeting

... as I slowly peel your pants down to your knees, dragging the moment out as long as I dare. One hand reaches for your nipple as the other rests just above your panties. I squeeze and pinch you while my cock pulses against your ass, teasing and playing even now. Your moan is my sign to continue. My fingers slide underneath your panties and down to the lips of your pussy. I feel how wet you already are and I lose it. I can’t wait any longer. In a flash, your panties join your jeans. I place both hands on your shoulders and push you forward, my dick dragging down the crack of your ass as you go. Once you’re in place, I take my hard dick in one hand and your hip in the other. I find the your pussy and force my cock in, just a few inches to let you know what you’re in store for. But this is the last of my control. I grab hold of that ponytail I fantasized about early, leaving one hand on your hip. Your pinned between me and the sink, there’s nowhere for you to go. You wouldn’t leave even if you could. You raise your head to look at me in the mirror. I see your eyes, the need to be royally fucked is so obvious. With that, I give us what we both need. I slam into you hard, burying myself in one thrust. I hold myself there to feel the tightness and heat of your pussy. Fuck, it feels like heaven. I withdraw nearly completely, barely keeping myself inside the one place I want ...

... to be. I slam in again, and again, and again. Each time, my thrusts are brutal. Your moans grow louder. But we need more. I pull hard on your hair, forcing you to look at me in the mirror. Ours are locked as I pound away at you. This isn’t love making or intimacy. This is animalistic fucking. Your eyes are open wide, your mouth gasping for air. I stare hard into you, trying to see the wanton slut I know exists inside. I make myself clear without saying a word. I want you to cum. Now. Your cunt contracts around my cock. You cry out. Your body convulses. Your hands grip the sides of the sink hard. I slam into you one last time, as deeply as I can go, filling you completely. You cum. I feel the wetness and heat increase, then your cum on my balls. I ride out your orgasm as best I can, desperately trying to hold off my release. But your pussy is too insistent as it tries to milk me. With a grunt that everyone in the coffee shop has to hear, my dick pulses and stretches your pussy even further as I cum deep inside of you. I turn you around and gather you in my arms. I kiss you, this time with passion, not need. We help each other tidy up and redress as best we can. But we aren’t done yet. I take your hand once more and lead you out of the coffee shop. I’m fairly sure everyone is staring, but I couldn’t care less. I need to get you someplace more private. We both need more.