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his elbows and put his hands flat against mine as if we were holding hands. His fingers interlocked mine. He covered my mouth with his and kissed me at the exact same moment that he pushed his cock deep inside of me. I moaned into his mouth… It was a very romantic way to penetrate a woman. We were now slowly fucking and holding hands, it was beautiful. He groaned loudly as he pushed his cock deeper inside of me slowly, inch by inch and I savored every second. Then he was finally all the way inside of me and we both moaned in satisfaction.
“Yes, yes, yes…” he whispered over and over as he rocked his hips back and forth, moving inside me. “You feel so good, you are so tight. You are the tightest woman I have ever been with.”
His words were delicious to me. I pushed my fingers into his hair and held on tight as his thick heavy muscular body pushed down on me and his scent enveloped me. All of my senses were being stimulated. His cock was moving in and out of me, right after I had just experienced an orgasm and was extremely sensitive; it felt like a combination of a tickle and caressing pleasure. It was warm and wet, and extremely stimulating. Jackson kissed my breasts, he kissed my neck, he kissed my cheek, and he kissed my lips, thoroughly exploring my body with his mouth while he was inside of me. It was as though he could not get enough of me, and I liked knowing that. It made me feel very desirable and like a gorgeous feminine woman. He would slow down as he moved in and out of me and groaned as though he was thoroughly enjoying himself, but trying not to come too soon… Not yet at least. Then he would begin to move slowly, escalating until he was moving faster and faster, slamming his body against mine, as the noises of our lovemaking filled the room. Our skin slapping together echoed off the walls, his walls. I remembered once again that I was living under his roof, and he was now inside of me, and that I had dreamed of this for decades… And with that I said, “I'm coming… I'm coming again,” I whimpered out loud. It was the culmination of all of those things that made me explode into another orgasm.
JACKSON
It was the longest flight. I thought that being away on business to shoot a few scenes would be a great distraction, but it only works some of the time. The entire time I was away, I was thinking about Rosalyn. There was something about her that I could not place. I don't know why she occupied my thoughts like she did. Besides being a brilliant writer, and having a deep connection with her, which I have never had before with a woman… She wasn't that different than any other woman. I had experienced many women. I was notorious for it. And yet this small framed woman with an hourglass figure, nice hips and big tits was all that I could think about. Was it simply because we were interrupted and I hadn’t had a chance to fully have her? Or was it something else?
After that incident we had spent weeks apart, and only coldly greeted each other at one meeting. So when the opportunity came up to ask her to move in while I was away on the shoot, I saw it as the perfect way to get her back into my life. Sure, it was a little manipulative on my part… But I never said I was a good guy. I did what I wanted, when I wanted. And once I set my sights on something, I went full force, including in my acting career. I have never wavered from going after what I wanted, and that made me into the successful man I am today. So the entire flight my imagination went wild. I thought about walking straight into my home picking her up and fucking her against the wall, because I would not be able to make it to the bedroom. I couldn't hold out any longer, and I sincerely hoped that she would not reject me.
When I finally reached my house, it was almost midnight. The delays in the flight and dealing with the airports red tape and traffic had me coming home at a late hour. When I entered the
“Yes, yes, yes…” he whispered over and over as he rocked his hips back and forth, moving inside me. “You feel so good, you are so tight. You are the tightest woman I have ever been with.”
His words were delicious to me. I pushed my fingers into his hair and held on tight as his thick heavy muscular body pushed down on me and his scent enveloped me. All of my senses were being stimulated. His cock was moving in and out of me, right after I had just experienced an orgasm and was extremely sensitive; it felt like a combination of a tickle and caressing pleasure. It was warm and wet, and extremely stimulating. Jackson kissed my breasts, he kissed my neck, he kissed my cheek, and he kissed my lips, thoroughly exploring my body with his mouth while he was inside of me. It was as though he could not get enough of me, and I liked knowing that. It made me feel very desirable and like a gorgeous feminine woman. He would slow down as he moved in and out of me and groaned as though he was thoroughly enjoying himself, but trying not to come too soon… Not yet at least. Then he would begin to move slowly, escalating until he was moving faster and faster, slamming his body against mine, as the noises of our lovemaking filled the room. Our skin slapping together echoed off the walls, his walls. I remembered once again that I was living under his roof, and he was now inside of me, and that I had dreamed of this for decades… And with that I said, “I'm coming… I'm coming again,” I whimpered out loud. It was the culmination of all of those things that made me explode into another orgasm.
JACKSON
It was the longest flight. I thought that being away on business to shoot a few scenes would be a great distraction, but it only works some of the time. The entire time I was away, I was thinking about Rosalyn. There was something about her that I could not place. I don't know why she occupied my thoughts like she did. Besides being a brilliant writer, and having a deep connection with her, which I have never had before with a woman… She wasn't that different than any other woman. I had experienced many women. I was notorious for it. And yet this small framed woman with an hourglass figure, nice hips and big tits was all that I could think about. Was it simply because we were interrupted and I hadn’t had a chance to fully have her? Or was it something else?
After that incident we had spent weeks apart, and only coldly greeted each other at one meeting. So when the opportunity came up to ask her to move in while I was away on the shoot, I saw it as the perfect way to get her back into my life. Sure, it was a little manipulative on my part… But I never said I was a good guy. I did what I wanted, when I wanted. And once I set my sights on something, I went full force, including in my acting career. I have never wavered from going after what I wanted, and that made me into the successful man I am today. So the entire flight my imagination went wild. I thought about walking straight into my home picking her up and fucking her against the wall, because I would not be able to make it to the bedroom. I couldn't hold out any longer, and I sincerely hoped that she would not reject me.
When I finally reached my house, it was almost midnight. The delays in the flight and dealing with the airports red tape and traffic had me coming home at a late hour. When I entered the
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