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Mark robertson

My left hand cupped one of her firm breasts, and the right moved low, thumb grazing against her clit. Ashley moaned and pressed back at me, whimpering, all but needing me inside her. I grinned, not willing to olblige that request just yet.
Instead, I pushed my middle finger into her. Her insides began to pulsate, to pump out a clear liquid, slow but steady, making her much wetter. I nibbled her neck as my right hand pumped a stiff, long pair of fingers into her, the fingers of my left hand stiff as they moved up and down, her nipple catching at the grooves between them.
Ashley trembled, grabbing her other breast and squeezing, left hand having moved to help me toy with her now dripping-wet vag. I let a growl loose in her ear, which eked a moan from her, pulling the finger out and slowly but surely pushing my length into her tight hole. The girl seemed to all but melt in my arms after that, her hot cunt squeezing and milking my length as it throbbed, blood pumping through just below the skin, veins standing out and grazing against her walls.
"Danny…" Ashley moaned loudly, reaching back and digging the nails of her right hand into my right thigh.
"Yes?" I growled again, knowing her moan was in response to the primal, sexual sound.
"Fuck me until I can’t move," she pleaded, then cried out as I pulled back and jammed the entirety of my throbbing cock into her.
"I think I can do that," I said with a mischievous grin.
She was going to say something, but a rough thrust caused her to cry out my name as pleasure assaulted her in a raging tidal wave. I drew out slowly before I shoved right back into her. Ashley moaned, her body moving to press more securely against the wall, her ass arched higher, welcoming me, embracing my hips.
When she was done re-adjusting, the safety came off. Rather than a slow draw-back, it became a fast, furious session of me pounding the crap out of her with my hard cock. Her vag seemed to split wider, her moans growing louder as she reached between her legs and rubbed her aching clit.
Her moans grew to high, pleasured screams as each powerful thrust ploughed into her tight, dripping hole, pushing her a bit into the wall every time. She rested her forehead against the wall, her body becoming rigid before going limp, clear liquid shooting out in a flood. She would have fallen, had my arm not wrapped around her waist and held her up.
"Done already?" I asked her teasingly.
"Yes…" she moaned.
"Too bad," I laughed, "I’m not."

It was hours before we stopped. Somehow, we’d made it down the hall and into the bedroom, where Ashley lay atop me, her head against my chest. My arm encircled her waist as she dozed off against my warm body. I felt myself begin to drift off as well, knowing there wasn’t too much time left before I fell into a deep slumber.
Before that, though, I managed to whisper out, "I love you." I swear I heard, "I love you too" before the blackness of sleep encompassed me.

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