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was on the kitchen table, along with two plates topped with Chinese food that smelled pretty darn good.
    â€œSince our dinner was ruined the other night, I thought I’d make it up to you. But first, you got to do a little making up yourself, if you know what I mean.”
    I dropped the bags on the floor and stood as Keith unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them down to my ankles. As I stepped out of them, he lifted my tank shirt over my head, and in one snap, he unhooked my bra. I stood in my yellow lace panties and could feel his naked body pressing against mine. When I tried to turn around and face him, he wouldn’t let me.
    â€œI need to work it out from back here, first. Then we’ll seek another position.”
    While still in the doorway, Keith remained behind me. He massaged my tiny breasts together and placed a trail of delicate kisses along the side of my neck. My head was tilted and eyes were closed. I felt so lucky to be with him, and shame on me for acting so foolish the other night.
    â€œMmmm,” Keith moaned while playfully biting my neck. “You smell like Pine-Sol.”
    I opened my eyes and couldn’t help but to laugh. “I told you I’d been cleaning up. You wouldn’t let me do anything else, but rush over here to see you.”
    â€œThat’s because I had something to give you. And as soon as you remove those panties, I’ma show you exactly what it is. I’m also going to be generous and let you feel it.”
    I lifted my arms and placed my hands on the back of Keith’s head to rub it. “I like it so much better when you remove my panties. For some reason, when you do, my pussy tends to perform better.”
    Keith massaged my tight abs, twirled his finger around in my belly button then lowered his hand to cuff my pussy. He pulled the crotch section to my panties aside and pushed two of his thick fingers into my heated pocket. Almost immediately, I straddled my legs and ground my hips, as if his fingers were his dick easing in and out of me. He made it feel that way, and my wetness caused a heavy buildup of cream on his fingers. I was so wet, but there was something in his touch that always brought out the best in me.
    Aside from our moans, we could also hear my juices being stirred. Keith added another finger, and he worked them inside of me so well that I was now on the tips of my curled toes. I pushed my ass in his direction, and I could feel his hardness fighting back. It grew against the crack of my ass, and the more I felt his growth, the more I wanted him inside of me. I yanked his fingers from my insides, lowered my soaking wet panties, and hurried toward the kitchen table. While bending over, I reached back to spread my ass cheeks apart. My moist hole smiled at Keith, who in return, stepped forward and positioned his dick to enter me. He loved to tease me, but I was in no mood for foreplay.
    â€œPut it in there,” I whined. “I want all of it, baby. Drive it all the way up in there.”
    â€œAs wet as you are, I may skid on the icy road and hurt myself. Something tells me that I’d better take it easy or else.”
    â€œYeah, well, something tells me that if you don’t stop teasing me like this, you will hurt yourself. I won’t take it easy on you, so you’d better take advantage of working this out from behind.”
    â€œI love tough talk, baby. Bring it on.”
    Keith assisted me in holding my ass cheeks apart, and then he plowed his dick far inside of me. He rocked me at a swift pace from behind, so fast that I had to reach out and hold on to the table. I felt every single inch of him gliding in and out of me, and the sounds of my pussy gushing echoed in the room. I did my best to keep up with Keith. Every time I pushed back, he answered with a long stroke that caused my legs to weaken.
    â€œI know you ain’t going to sleep on me, are you?” he said, holding my waist to keep me on my