I had the longest sex after. Pure fucking, minus the foreplay.
I actually had to begged him to stop.
But the more I beg, the harder he fucked me.
“Can you cum already?” I asked for the 100th time in the night.
There wasn’t room for negotiation. He flipped me sideways, backwards, pulled me to stand up - whatever position that he fancied at that moment.
I lost count of my orgasms.
It was one after another, so much that I didn’t have time to literally catch my breath.
Glorious night for him.
Talking about sexual satisfaction, I must say, I was so satisfied that I didn’t even want sex for the next few days. I mean this in the good way, of course.
I just woke up from a nap. I dreamt that I cummed, and my juices were dripping down my legs.
Does this signal that I’m ready for more?
I’m begging him to come home. Now.
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lucky you! (in a good way).
i wish i can have this much sex!
It sounds like a beautiful night. Great post that left me very hard.
Times like this make me envy you.
A lot.