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Enchanter

... little strip of very black, straight fur above a smooth pussy and I needed a taste badly. I pulled her to me and kissed it, lapping at the top of her little slit and she shuddered and moaned. I washed her all over and she quivered and shook at every new sensation. I couldn’t keep from asking. “Fallon, you’ve never made love before, have you?” “No,” she whispered. “I’ve been waiting for you.” That nearly caused me to cry. I had been an idiot. This was the girl of my dreams and I never realized it. I guess I always knew. I always liked being with her more than anyone else on earth, but I never made the leap. She washed me and went on an exploration of her own. When she knelt in front of me with the water cascading down over her sleek form she took me in her hands and gave the head of my cock a lick. It was nearly enough to make me cum right then. She turned my cock at different angles like she was memorizing the way it looked and felt. Her little pink tongue came out and circled around my head before she dipped down and let me slip inside all that moist heat. “Fallon, if you keep doing that I’m going to cum,” I warned her. She lifted her head. “I want to see it.” She enveloped me again and her hot little hands pumped what she couldn’t get inside her mouth. She started a little when I went off and stayed with her lips stretched around me for a couple of shots before she pulled back and pumped thick ropes of cum onto her beautiful face and hot little tits. When she had me ...

... drained she washed the cum off of her and pulled me up. I dried her off with a big fluffy towel and she returned the favor. She helped me to bed and she was trembling a little as she lay beside me. “Are you ok, baby,” I asked her. “Yes, I’m a little afraid. You’re very big and I’m very little. I’m afraid it’s going to hurt me.” “Fallon, you’re in charge. Pain isn’t fun. If it hurts you, we won’t do it. It’s going to be uncomfortable at first, but just go slow.” She rolled on top of me and she went slow. She eased me between very slippery lips and we didn’t get an inch before we were stuck. “Something’s wrong,” she winced. “I don’t know, Oliver; it kind of hurts.” “Rest a minute,” I told her. I pulled her down until those hard little breasts were pressed against my chest and took her butt in my hands, reveling in the feeling of that silky skin and firm, round muscle. I moved what we had around in her until she was dripping and beginning to make motions of her own. When I had her very excited I gave a sharp thrust and I was inside her four inches. She yelped and froze in place. “Jesus Christ, Olly! What was that? Fuck, that hurt. Why did you do that?” “It took one second and it’s over now,” I told her. “Does it hurt now?” “Yes, it hurts like hell… well it did hurt but I guess it doesn’t now. Don’t do that anymore. Let me do it!” She laughed and blinked away tears, her big blue green eyes wet and sparkling. “I’m going to move now.” She pushed down. I had expected her to back off a ...