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    “I’ll have to make it quick…” he warns me. He presses another finger inside of me, and begins to circle them around. He licks his lips, knowing I’m already on the edge and could never say no to him.
    Without another word, I reach over and press my hand firmly over his crotch, feeling his hard cock already waiting, pressing against his fly. He stands up, unzipping his black jeans and pulling them down to his ankles, along with his boxers. I grab his huge member in my right hand, feeling myself get even wetter at the sight of his manhood. He groans as I run my hand up and down his shaft.
    I don’t need any more foreplay, and I know he doesn’t either. I just want to feel him inside me, right now. I sit up and slide to the middle of the bed, then sink forward onto my hands and knees, my ass in the air, waiting for him. I look back over my shoulder at him and he sinks one knee, then the other, onto the bed, making his way over to me.
    I turn my head back around and close my eyes, waiting for him. I feel him slide his hand over my ass crack and then once again inside me. He pushes a finger inside me, and I hear him groan.
    “Oh, fuck, you’re so wet already.”
    He pulls his finger out of me, and then his hands are on the insides of my thighs, pulling my knees farther apart. I sink down on my elbows, biting my lip in anticipation.
    He doesn’t keep me waiting long. I feel his tip at my slit. He has cock in his hand, and he works it around my opening, then slides it along to my clit, circling around me.
    “Oh, Drifter,” I moan.
    He moves back up, and I gasp as he slowly pushes himself inside me. His hands move to my hips, grasping me, pulling me back against him.
    “Ahhhh,” he sighs, in relief, in pleasure, as his cock reaches its depth. I walk my knees back in until my thighs are pressed tightly against each other, squeezing his shaft tightly inside me. He grunts and pulls almost all the way back out, then thrusts back in, hard.
    I cry out as he slams into me, bracing myself as best as I can on the mattress. He reaches around me with one hand and flicks my clit back and forth aggressively. He pulls out again and slams back in. He thrusts in and out hard now, and his hands move up to my breasts. I feel my nipples against his palms as he massages them, and I press my hips back against him.
    One of his hands disappears and I feel it a moment later against my ass. He slips a finger into my ass and I cry out. He groans and thrusts against me even harder. I feel an orgasm building inside me quickly, and the pleasure is so overwhelming that my arms collapse. I fall onto my stomach and he lands on top of me, not missing a beat. His hands move under me and grasp my shoulders from below, pulling me against him still. His legs are on the outside of mine, and he thrusts inside me again. He is going so deep, the pleasure is so intense that it’s painful.
    I grit my teeth as his cock drives into me. My world begins to spin as he hits my g-spot again and again. Our cries mix together as we come at the same time. I see stars against my closed eyelids and I’m lost in pleasure.
    His beard rubs softly against my cheek, bringing me back to reality.
    “Maybe I should stay,” he murmurs.
    I smile. “I don’t know how Flint would feel about that.”
    “Flint’s feelings are the last thing on my mind right now,” he replies as he dips his head and kisses the back of my shoulder.
    “How about you leave now, but when you get back, I’ll wear that little leather corset for you.”
     “And that’s the image I’ll have in my head as I ride,” he smiles. I turn my head and he kisses me on the lips.
    He sighs and pulls out of me, sliding off the bed.
    “OK, I’ll see you soon,” he says, as he zips up his fly. I turn over again as he walks toward the bedroom door. “Hey, tell Marcus I said goodbye. I didn’t want to wake him.”
    I nod, and see him look down and smile as he opens the door. He holds it open for a