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completely overcome by his revelation. She felt his hands massaging her ass with skilled, powerful hands, and without her blessing her venus responded to him, growing hot and slick. When she felt his cock growing, and stiffening against her thighs, she felt her first real sense of alarm. She froze until the head was fully aroused and pressed at the entry of her venus, and then she seriously considered trying to escape.
     
    Instead, she decided that rushing in was the better action. She had only taken the first few inches of her rubber cock inside of her -- it was as far as she needed to go before climaxing. She leaned up. reached down his body and took his cock into her hand again. After stroking it a few times, hoping it would be nice to her, she put his head at her entry and moved her hips, pressing him into her venus.
     
    Sitting up completely, until she was on her knees, straddling him, she worked his cock deeper into her willing, but very tight venus. Gasps and groans escaped her lips with struggling cries as she pressed a fresh inch inside. Her only thoughts were on his cock and getting it inside her, before he grabbed her, and started fucking her like he did with her throat. So she didn't pay any attention to her hands when they began to massage her breasts, pull at her nipples or comb through her hair.
     
    Finding a strong, but comfortable rhythm, which she hoped was enough to keep him from getting bored, her body rocked and rolled. He filled her so completely that she had little to work with, but she tried to squeeze his cock with her internal muscles, like the lady who was described in the blog. This took all of her concentration and she wasn't sure she was accomplishing anything until his low roaring moan had assured her she was doing something right.
     
    With is cock completely inside of her, she let go a little more and began riding him with longer strokes, coming off him higher and pressing herself down faster. As she rose up, she squeezed his cock with her pussy muscles, milking him. When she came down, she ground her clitoris into his body, and moved her hips letting the agony from her clitoris convulse them around his cock.
     
    Her orgasm claimed her with a suddenness she wasn't prepared for. So wrapped up in what she was doing, so involved in subduing her own fears about his strength and the power overtaking her unprepared body as brutally as she knew he could, she failed to notice her climax rising. She also failed to notice the animal lust that had been building up in his eyes, as he watched her convulsing body dance on his cock, in rapture and ecstasy.
     
    Unaware of all of these things, lost inside of her own focus, her world was his cock and its satisfaction. When her climax took her she screamed as much from surprise as from the deep release of blissful-agony that rushed through her body. Inside the grip of her climax she bounced, thrust and clawed at his chest. Her out-cries carried out of the room and into the parking lot. Inside her ecstasy she struggled to keep fucking his cock, because she knew he would take her if she didn't give herself to him.
     
    She was right. The convulsing throes of her orgasm were too much for him to just lay back and enjoy. Her young, fresh body, fully submitting to his needs was pushing the envelope. But when she lost control and climaxed, the turn-on was simply too much for him to take.
     
    Nolan couldn't believe her sexual prowess so far. Sure she was inexperienced, but that only made her more erotic. He could see the fear and worry coloring her eyes, as well as her desperation to give him pleasure. Nolan didn't know why she was so driven to please him, only that she was.
     
    Mary was a fucking she-demon in bed, and took a dick every way a man could possible want his dick to be taken. Nolan had experienced many she-demons in his time. He also could claim a few virgins as well. In his mind, she-demons were much better. Training a woman to perform in bed wasn't