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and explosive. I wanted to lose control. Dutch knew what I needed and he kept up the pressure. As soon as the first orgasm waned, another hit me, harder and more insistent than the first. For a moment, I couldn’t find my breath but when I did, I screamed out.
    “Yes, daddy. Just like that!” I urged Dutch. He took his free hand and slipped two fingers into my pussy as his mouth focused on my clit. He immediately found that amazing spot inside and soon I was wailing as the intolerable pleasure ravaged me. I wanted his cock but I knew the longer he ate me and the more worked up I got, the better it would feel.
    Dutch made sure I was more than ready. I’m not sure how long he pleasured me, but it was incredible. I came over and over again as he fucked me with his fingers and tortured my hot clit. I kneaded my breasts, sucked on my fingers and at times, pulled Dutch’s head against my puffy mound. I wallowed in his attention, enjoying countless orgasms. I was already shaking and whimpering as I surrendered to the pleasure.
    “You want my cock?” Dutch asked as he continued to thrust his fingers into me.
    “Yes! Oh God, yes!” I said, my voice breaking. Dutch got to his knees, lowered his perfect body and kissed me. I greedily sucked his tongue for a moment as I ran my hands over his arms knotted with muscle. Then Dutch lifted his body from mine and slid his cock into me. He wasn’t gentle. His hard shaft stretched me wide as his hips slammed into me. His thrusts were just what I needed, powerful, raw and forceful.
    I was immediately overwhelmed by a wild orgasm as I gripped the covers on the bed for dear life. Dutch had a look of determination, of uncontrollable lust, as he pounded away at me. I wrapped my legs around him and then ran my hands up his arms, feeling his hard muscles and tracing his tattoos. The sensations shook me to my core and I could hardly keep my wits about me. I was quickly losing control.
    Dutch sat back on his heels and took my wide hips in his hands, his fingers digging into my soft body. He was hitting a different spot and it was driving me wild but when I began to rub my clit, I lost my mind. I screamed and writhed as Dutch hammered away and I helped myself along. I was on fire, my body burning with pleasure. Dutch grunted with the effort, his body covered in beads of sweat and I realized my body shone with perspiration too.
    “You feel so good,” I managed to say weakly. Dutch reached up and pinched my nipples roughly, using them for leverage. It hurt but damn, it felt wonderful. Dutch was a machine, his cock hard like steel and his stamina seemingly endless. His eyes swept up and down my body and I could see how much he enjoyed me. I could feel every thrust send shockwaves through my abundant flesh and Dutch seemed to love watching that. Suddenly, however, Dutch pulled from me.
    “Don’t stop!” I begged but he flipped me over as if I was nothing. He took my hips in his hands and pulled me to my knees. I was worthless by that point and couldn’t even manage to lift my shoulders and face from the mattress. I expected Dutch to slip his cock into me again, but instead, he went down and began to eat my ass. He ate it as he did my pussy. Soon I was wet as his saliva ran down over my steaming pussy and he began to work a finger into me. I knew what was coming and I wasn’t sure I could stand it.
    Dutch was only doing what I wanted, fucking me silly, and I wasn’t going to complain. Dutch took his time getting me ready, but he was taking longer than I wanted. “Are you going to fuck my ass or what?” I asked playfully after a while. Dutch pulled his finger from me and got to his knees with his cock between my big, round cheeks. Then he spanked me for being so impetuous.
    “ All right, you asked for it,” he said, took my leash again and pulled it tight as his cock impaled me. I shrieked in delicious pain and amazing pleasure. I was going to get what I wanted. I was going to be a hot