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keeping his eyes intently on
mine. As he took off his shirt, my eyes took in his hard chest angling down
into his tight abs. His beautiful body took my breath away. I wanted his sultry
body on top of mine so badly. He reached down to unbuckle his pants. I could
see his erection pushing against his boxers as his slacks fell down to his
knees. I let go of the bar I was holding and started to lean up. I wanted so
badly to touch him.
    "No,
Katie, lay back down. I am going to fill your beautiful pussy in a moment."
    Hearing
him talk about my sex that way and commanding me in that way only caused the
fire to burn more deeply over my body. I grabbed the bar above me once again.
"Then give it to me!" I breathed heavily, my breasts rising up and
down as I arched my back enticing him to take me in that moment.
    He
stood as he pulled down his boxers revealing his large, hard cock. He had a
foil wrapper in his hand that he must of had handy near us. Standing naked
there in front of me, he was the most beautiful man I'd ever laid eyes on. As I
watched him slide the sheath over his long cock, my eyes ran up and down his
muscular column-like legs to his taut torso and then stopped on his beautiful,
chiseled face. "Take me, Michael. Breathe me in!" He dropped so fast
down on his knees between my legs that I gasped, "Oh, God. Oh my, Michael!
I'm yours!"
    Suddenly
his upper body came down on top of my breasts, feeling his hard pecs pressing
against me. He reached up with one hand and grabbed my hands clasping the bar
above my head on the bed frame. His muscles seemed to ripple over my body. With
his other hand he reached down and grabbed my ass cheek. Pulling my hips up
towards him, he moved his cock down through my wet folds.
    He
looked down into my eyes, "Breathe me deep, Katie." And with that he
let his full, hard length submerge into my waiting sex. His hand grasping mine
and holding them tight above my head had me so turned on. It was as if he was
tying me down as he ravaged my body. We quickly found a rhythm as Michael
thrust in and out of my sex. I met every thrust as his body rubbed hard against
mine. It was as if we were becoming one, the friction of our bodies creating a
melting, hot metal between us. His cock was so hard I could feel him getting
close. I felt as if I was about to explode as well as he moved over me with his
hot body.
    "I
want you to come with me!" He commanded as we moved violently together. He
let go of my hand above my head then commanded again, "Don't let go of the
bar." Then he brought his other hand to my other ass cheek. And as if he
knew exactly the rhythm that I needed to match him, he pounded my sex with his
cock as his hands kneaded my tight ass.
    He
raised himself above me with a loud groan, "Oh fuck! Oh, my God!"
    As
he released inside of me, his power and beauty filled my heart and my sex
tightened around his hard cock. "Oh, Michael, oh, oh, oh."
    I
let go of the bar above me. Reaching down, I ran my hands over his back as the sensations
continued to ripple through my sex. He reached around my shoulders and held me
tight to him. I had never felt this close to a man, especially one I just met.
    "Thank
you, Katie, for coming here tonight." He kissed the glistening nape of my
neck.
    "It
was hard to pass up such an invite. I am just glad you came back."
    "Me
too." The coolness of his touch felt like ice water to my scorching body.
    "Can
I ask, where did you go?"
    His
brow furrowed and he looked away. "I'd rather not talk about that right
now."
    "Okay,"
I said sheepishly, not wanting to ruin the moment. I felt I just offended him. Hell,
I hardly knew him and here I was asking about his business. I leaned into his
ruddy cheek and kissed him tenderly. "I am really glad you came back."
    "I
can hardly get enough of you," he said. I snuggled into him. As he held me
in his magnificent arms, I let his words be a lullaby to my heart. And I fell
asleep in his tight embrace.

 
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