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PIssy Publicist

... still can’t believe it!” Then she grabs my balls with the other hand and pulls me three inches inside her. It’s the softest cushion in the world but encased in liquid fire. “Ah, god…” I feel my balls tighten as she massages them. I watch her face, angelic, framed in soft brown hair. Her legs tense, her breath is coming in short pants as I trace her body from her clit up to her nipples and around her neck and ears. “Oh darling,” purrs out of her soft lips, and she pulls my thick rod another three inches toward her. Juice is pouring out of her pussy over my cock. I grasp a buttock in each hand, part them slightly and lift her off the counter. I can wait no longer. In one final thrust I bury the last three inches of my cock and feel my balls slap her ass. “Jesus, fuck, Ric!” I laugh, “Yes, call to me, say my name Eve.” She give a full throated laugh and calls, “Ric… Ric… Ric!” Excited beyond all bounds, yet I still go slowly, partially sliding my cock in and out a dozen times, afraid to hurt her, wanting her arousal to build. Then four simple words gush breathlessly from her lips, “Ric… fuck me hard…” I lose it. I pull out half my full length and shove it inside her. One… two… three… and then as fast as you can count, bashing, jamming with no thought other than the lust of the moment. She lets out a sharp cry that I imagine is heard in the main restaurant. That’s it; I’m a wild man now. I’m pounding the shit out of her. My full nine inches, thick as her wrist, stretching her ...

... cunt with each full in-and-out stroke. She’s clawing at my back, gotta be bl**dy furrows it stings so much and she screams, “God damn, Ric, god damn!” I don’t care about the searing pain of the gouges and increase my pace. I’m at a loss for the right words and then say in between gasping breaths, “Eve… you are… heaven on earth.” Through the mask of ecstasy on her face, she graces me with a sweet smile, reaches up with one hand and touches my face, “Of course I am, my love.” Which makes me even crazier… After ten minutes of steady fucking, the only sounds in the room are our heavy breathing, an occasional “oh my god” and the thudding of her head against the plate glass mirror above the sinks. Then, the door to the Ladies Room swings open. We both freeze. It’s a young woman, quite beautiful. I can see her expression reflected in the mirror behind Eve. At first she’s startled and then she grins. She calmly walks over to the sink next to us and begins to wash her hands. When she finishes she stares at Eve’s bare breasts, my half-embedded cock in her pussy, and laughs. “I only wish I was impaled on that!” With that she gets behind me, “Don’t let me spoil your rhythm,” and begins to pull and push on my hips, her pelvis hard against my ass. I can the girls breath on my neck and the heat from her mound through her thin dress as I move with her motion. Eve also begins to loosen up again and her pelvis pivot on the counter beat. Satisfied, the woman moves to my side, casts a glance at Eve ...