Her breathing became shallow. It had been a long time since a man had laid hands on her. She’d spent the past year engrossed in work, determined to impress at the advertising firm. She’d gotten a raise but she was still working at a breakneck rate. His hands were so big and so close to that spot between her legs, she could barely breathe. He smiled mischievously. His steel gray eyes studied her. Her breasts heaved and her brown eyes were staring at his hands. She chewed on her full bottom lip and sighed lightly. That did it. He pushed the dress over her hips and put on an exaggerated frown. She gasped and writhed some more. Suddenly, she felt her eyes fill and the wave overcame her. She returned her hands to his hair as she rode out her first orgasm. A second one followed quickly behind and she was full on screaming, but she couldn’t even hear herself.

His body was perfect. His chest was broad and his abs defined. His hip bones jutted out above the waistband of his blue boxers. His legs were pale, but muscular, with a fine down of brown hair. He lay beside her on the bed and beckoned her to sit on his lap. She obeyed and he pulled her down to kiss him. She could still taste herself on his tongue and it wrestled with her own. His hands traveled down her back and seized her ass in both hands. She blushed and moved to help him out of his boxers. She studied his member once it was freed. It was big, at least eight and a half long, but the kicker was how thick it was. She’d had long, and she’d had thick, but never long and thick. It was amazing, standing at attention. She wrapped her slender fingers around it and smiled when it jumped in her hand. She nodded and straddled him again. She lowered herself onto his dick and sighed when the head passed into her. She was close to orgasm all ready. He held her waist as she lowered herself inch-by-inch onto him. She stopped halfway down, feeling stretched to the limit. He was already hitting her G-spot.

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