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precipice after a day of teasing was beyond anything I had ever experienced. My hips shuddered, pressing me to his lips, melding us together into one creature that knew nothing but the sensations it was experiencing. We rocked together, connected.
    His hands gripped my hips, so strong as they drew me up, lifting me from the bed and bringing me down as he rolled in one swift motion. The ease by which he manhandled my body sent shivers up my spine as I was impaled on his hard cock. I arched my back, feeling Mark sink deeper until I was tightly against him. Just as smoothly, he lifted me again, his cock sliding back out to the very tip, dancing on the lips of my labia before plunging home a second time.
    “Oh yes…” I hissed, my nails digging into Mark’s chest and dragging across his skin viciously. He growled, doubling the pace as he lifted my body, using me, making me his. Pleasure coursed through my body, overwhelming my senses. Each stroke was harder, each thrust rocking the bed as he slid into me. This wasn’t love making, this was fucking. Hard wet fucking. I wasn’t about to be a mere passenger.
    “Fuck me harder…” I cried, his hips pounding home wildly as I rocked above him, his cock rising to meet me as he pulled my hips down far harder than gravity and would allow. My knees spread wide, my pussy stretching around his incredible cock. It felt like nothing I had ever experienced before. Our animal passion drove us together as I collapsed into his chest, my breasts pressed tightly against him as his hips pivoted. Famine’s teeth bit into my shoulder, the pain mixing with pleasure as he kissed the spot.
    Suddenly, I was airborne again, Famine flipping me effortlessly over him until I was on my knees, presenting my round ass to him. He wasted no time in driving his cock into me from behind, his hand slamming down with a satisfying crack, my mind overwhelmed by sensation. I bounced against him, rolling my hips as he slid inward, leaning my head back as he gripped my hair bun and pulled the long hair free.
    “You are a goddess…” Mark whispered, admiring the view as I took over, forcing myself backward around him. I smiled, driving myself with wild abandon, moaning loudly.
    “Deeper…” I shouted, prodding him to match my effort. His hips rocked, cock slamming forward, thrusting into my hot pussy. I was stretched and filled to the absolute limit
    “I can’t…. I can’t control it.” Mark grunted in a strained voice.
    The cock pulsed inside me rapidly and I screamed out with unholy pleasure. Famine’s thighs rippled, the muscles beneath the skin bulging as I looked back from my submissive position, eyes wide. He was cumming, his orgasm wracking his body from head to toe as he spilled into my delicate tunnel.
    “Deeper!” I shouted, driving down on his still pulsating cock. His hands wrapped around me with a careful tenderness I hadn’t expected. I looked into his shining eyes, the sexy body a hulking form as he lifted me from the bed, slamming me against a wall, driving me over the edge with pleasure. The huge cock never left my pussy as I rode him. I held on for dear life as a second orgasm rocked my body, pleasure radiating around his shaft, marveling at my ability to take him in. I shuddered as Mark groaned viciously. He slammed into me with surprising force, driving me against the wall and angling him toward the forward wall of my wet tunnel. His length slid against my g-spot, driving me over the moon as wave after wave of orgasm kept crashing over me.
    Famine lifted me again, turning us around and pressing my face down against the sheet. My breasts flattened against the bed as my ass presented itself in the air with my legs straight as boards. His scent was all I could think of as my body stayed locked in the docile position, the ultimate submission. Famine lined up behind me, plowing his cock home with renewed vigor as I bit my lip and let him fuck me like the man he was.
    “Oh god yes…”