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I chuckled, then started to fuck her in deep, hard strokes. The sound of our breathing, and the slap of our skin, were the only sounds to fill the room for a solid five minutes.

Then she started mewling, and I knew that I only had to hold on just a little bit longer.

But the feel of her hot pussy wrapped around me, as well as the way she was pulsing… it was a race against time.

I was practically finished reciting the Greek alphabet in my head when it happened.

She twisted, collapsing onto her belly, and I followed her down.

The new position was so tight, and I could get so deep, there was no hope left for me.

I lost control.

I started to come, and there was no way for me to stop it.

My hands repositioned, one curling under her body to hold her in place, while the other went to the outside of her thigh, squeezing tight.

“Oh, fuck. I’m coming!” she cried out. “The sheet… your cock… my clit…”

I squeezed my eyes shut and unloaded into her, sending months and months of pent-up frustration inside of her in forceful jets.

“God,” she whispered shakily long moments later. “That was…”

Magic.

I dropped my head to rest on her shoulder, knowing I was crushing her, but having no way to stop it. She’d rung every last ounce of cum out of me, and there was nothing left inside me to give.

“I can’t breathe,” she whispered through panted breaths.

“I know,” I admitted. “But I can’t move right now.”

She laughed and twisted, pushing me off of her.

I helped, of course, finding just enough strength to push with my left leg until I fell onto the bed beside her.

“We made a mess,” she grumbled as she got up out of the bed and went to the bathroom.

She didn’t turn on the light, but I heard every move she made as she cleaned herself up.

Long moments later she came back with a bath towel and a hand towel.

Throwing the hand towel at me, she laid the bath towel down before collapsing onto the mattress.

I cleaned myself off and tossed the towel over the side of the bed, then leaned over and gathered her into my arms.

She came very willingly, collapsing into my side with her head on my chest.

“Your chest is very hard,” she grumbled.

I chuckled, and she settled in deeper. “I guess I can deal with it, though.”

As if a light switch had been flipped, she was out between one breath and the next.

Her body felt warm and inviting, and despite the way I’d just fucked her, my cock still wanted to do it again.

I didn’t move a muscle, though.

Instead, I let her sleep, and dozed lightly for about two hours before her alarm clock went off at the bedside.