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helped push her down my body reverse cowgirl so I could enjoy the sight of her ass as she took my meat.
    It was a little rough going in the beginning as she tried to slide down my pole. “Ouch, Dane.” I rubbed her pussy from behind and lined up again.
    “I know baby you can do it, just take your time.” I helped her out with my hands on her ass and hips pulling her off and on, loosening up the pussy, kinda like a stretch to fit. “Hold on.” I fished around on the nightstand for the kerchief and tied it around her mouth. “We don’t wanna wake kiddo.”
    I let her ride me nice and slow for a while, letting her tight pussy get used to me, but soon that was nowhere near enough.
    “I love the fact that your pussy closes up after each fuck, I’m gonna enjoy breaking that shit in for the next sixty years. Now slam down hard and take me in all the way.” She took a deep breath to fortify herself before slamming down hard.
    My cock hit her cervix and she bucked before riding the fuck out of my cock meat like a runaway bronco. I barely held on for dear life as she used my body any which way she liked. Her grunts and moans thank fuck, were contained by the cloth barrier, but not by much.
    When she had bathed my dick for the third time with her cunt juice I spun her around on my cock so that I could get go her tits. I stupidly tore the cloth from her mouth so I could kiss her next.
    I bit down hard on her nipple as she was cumming again, and she howled. “Quiet.” She moved faster on my cock as I suckled her and played with her clit. Her answer to keeping quiet was to bite the fuck out of me each time she was close.
    I encouraged that shit by hitting her spot each and every time. When she grew tired and flopped down on my chest I held her close with one hand on her neck and the other on her ass until I was close myself.
    I dragged her mouth over mine so she could swallow my roar as I emptied my balls inside her for the second time that night. Fuck, her pussy wore me the fuck out once more. If my enemies stormed the house right now I’m not sure I would have enough energy to fight, and she wasn’t in much better shape herself.
    About fifteen minutes later, when our breathing had evened out and I could feel my limbs again, she lifted off my dick and slid off the bed.
    “Where’re you going?” I grabbed her arm and held her in place. “I have to go clean up.” That fucking body is gonna keep her in trouble. I’m sure like most females she could find a million things wrong with it, but for me it was perfection. All soft curves and planes; damn. Her words finally registered after my perusal.
    “That would be no.” I pulled her back down in front of me and situated our bodies so that I was spooning her from behind. “But…” She started to protest but I cut her off.
    “I like knowing that my seed is inside you, that it’s leaking onto your thighs and making you all sticky and messy. In a couple hours I’m gonna enter you again like this and fuck you nice and slow and leave another load in you.” I nuzzled her neck and held her closer in my arms.
    “Oh shit Dane, did you have a vasectomy? I’m not on any kind of birth control.” Yeah I know that shit too. As careful as she is I’m surprised it took her this long.
    “We don’t need it.” I pulled her back closer.
    “But…” I squeezed her tummy gently to get her to hush but then thought better of it, better I hear all her fears and hang-ups now than later.
    “What baby?”
    “What if I get pregnant?”
    “How old are you babe?”
    “Thirty-two.”
    “I’m thirty-four, that means that if you’re gonna carry five or six of my sons we’re gonna have to get started like now so we can both enjoy them for a good long while.”
    “Sons, but what if this doesn’t work, what if you wake up one day and decide that this isn’t what you want?” She was headed for full panic mode.
    “I’m a hundred and fifty percent sure that that’s not gonna happen.