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lip, desperately wanting to kiss it.
     
    She peered at his crotch, sighing when she saw that she had made him swell to bursting. He felt how her breathing hitched at the view and he didn’t stop to question what was happening between them. It had gone too far already. Lance wanted her more than anything else in that moment, and when he slammed her front door shut behind him and pushed her against the wall, her pretty pink mouth wrapped around his with such a hunger it proved she felt the same.
     
    Groaning and with raspy breaths, they shed garments as quickly as possible and ignored how they flew like confetti around the room. The air between them became charged with anticipation and blind need. When his jeans dropped to the floor, her eyes rested on his dick; it was erect and thick, and ready to get down to business. He’d seen many women back off at the size of it, imagining his member might course them pain. If not handled properly, that could easily be the case, but he learned to be slow and prepare women beforehand. Katie’s expression told him she was eager to take on the challenge.
     
    Brave for a little one.
     
    Intermittently they kissed deeply until finally they stood naked before each other, panting, wanton. He adored her beautifully-proportioned miniature body, encased as it was in glorious, soft, creamy flesh. He knew he was a largely-built guy, but she was small, even for a woman, and must have been around half his size. This made her seem all the more vulnerable in his hands, which came with responsibility.
     
    Placing his palms either side of her flushed, round, lovely face he kissed her deeply, exploring the contours of her mouth with his tongue, devouring her, wanting desperately to do the same to her entrance.
     
    She placed her hands around his cock and moaned with need.
     
    A jolt of desire made him grab her hair, pulling her away so he could see the face of the woman who affected him so. She gasped at the pain and kissed her again, softly this time. To reassure her he was not going to hurt her.
     
    Truth was, after initially entering a woman, he didn’t normally fuck gently. But she was so tiny, she made him want to try. Besides, he didn’t want rush something he may not get chance to do again. Once she had her bit of rough, she’d most likely feel ashamed and want to pretend it never happened. He intended to make the most of her while she was crazy enough to want him.
     
    Gathering her up in his strong arms he carried her through to her large lounge and to the soft, cushiony sofa in its center. He lay her down and stroked hair from her face. She got lost in the cushions, the sofa was so big. He stroked her breasts and watched as she purred at his touch, and then she wrapped her tiny fist around his throbbing cock, twisting her wrist as she moved up and down.
     
    “Ah,” sighed Lance, enjoying the motion. He decided to match her boldness and moved his hand down to her sweet, wet vagina, rubbing her clit, circling it and stimulating her feminine folds until they became engorged with need.
     
    Katie writhed beneath his touch and her moans were music to his ears. Lance slid a finger inside her and found her G-spot with ease. Arching her back, she spread her legs wide open for him. “Good girl,” he told her, sliding in another finger to rub her swollen spot a little more. His dick grew harder with need. “You’re so wet,” he said, wrapping his hand over hers on his cock. “You want this so bad, huh?”
     
    “What do you think?” she drawled.
     
    Katie’s grip on his cock tightened, and her movements quickened until he thought he might come. He leaned in and kissed her, gripping both her hands above her head to stave off his imminent release. Pulling back from their kiss, he examined her, all writhing vulnerability and flushed cheeks. “Tell me what you want, Beautiful.”
     
    “Oh no!” Katie declared. “I tell people what to do all day. You tell me.”
     
    His cock