He started to alternate between hard and fast, fast and hard making her beg for more. He grunted in a melange of pleasure and pain. Despite his lack o... experience, he knew that she was close. A primal urge took him and he suddenly pulled her legs into the air and pushed deeper inside her. She whimpered. He started slamming her pussy and the sound of skin contacting skin resounded off the cabin walls. Her moans and his grunts intertwined.His thrusts became more rhythmic as he felt his orgasm. You really are alive then," I said, wondering how to begin."Alive? Yes ... of course I'm alive. Why would you think I wasn't?" It's a long story. If you don't know what happened to me, then we both have a lot to find out about what happened." I don't understand. I don't know what you are talking about," she said, looking at me carefully."We need to talk ... and this isn't the best place for it. Where can we go that's private?" I'm sure I sounded desperate."Ruel, you're frightening me. Tell me. I wanted to cum too. I was getting close. My balls tight against my body and my knees bent, jerking my prick towards the bedroom door."Omigod, yes," she cried out. "Omigod. Wow. So good. Damn. Omigod. Oh wow. Whew." "Climbing up onto the bed beside my little one," he told her. I slowed my jacking off. Edging now."My darling Daddy," she whispered. "I'm there for you, darling girl." Oh yes. Yes, yes, yes, yes. Love Daddy's cock now. Let me suck you." Love my prick for me, precious girl." His. Stay with her until I come back.’ Paul snorted. ‘Awww, she ain’t going nowhere. One sip of that green shit is enough to put ’em like that for hours. She drank the whole damn thing.’ Tiny grunted and I heard him leave the room. Almost instantly I could feel furtive hands sliding over my body. I felt my ass cupped for several heartbeats before those slimy hands rolling me onto my side, my arms flopping uselessly. Those hands then slid under my t-shirt up to my boobs. His fingers started playing.
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