She could hear him snoring softly; her head lay on his chest and slowly moved up and down as he slept soundly. She was afraid to move, not wanting to wake him yet.

What a crazy night. What time did they finally go to sleep? She was actually sore between her legs; man they fucked forever last night and into the morning. Holy shit, she smiled, that was a wild time.

They couldn't keep her hands off each other as they slowly moved on the dance floor; they gave up trying  to move to the music; they had their own music playing in their heads.

His body was rock hard; she could not stop touching his ass, rubbing his back; feeling  his muscular thighs. He was the hottest man she had ever had the pleasure of being with.

He was hard under his pants; his cock was yearning to escape. She knew what she would find under there and sighed in anticipation; this public display of affection was really an amazing foreplay.

They barely got into the cab home before his hands were reaching for her breasts, needing to feel, taste her nipples; knowing she could cum just by his tongue on her hard nipples; he wanted to take her right there, and would have if the cabby wasn't looking through his rear view mirror.

She squirmed, leaning over to graze his hard cock over his pants. A wetness starting to show through his pants. Mmmm, she licked her lips because she knew how he would taste. He was so big, she had a hard time taking all of him in her mouth; but she certainly loved trying.

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What she wanted now to have him inside her. He expertly worked himself to find her G-spot every time and it drove her crazy to think what she had been missing all of these years!

They fucked all night--on the kitchen floor, leaning over the stair banister, in his office bent over his desk; her knees were raw from the living room carpet as she was riding him. They ended the night in the shower; and had the hottest, steamiest sex ever.

She soaped up and allowed her soft, sudsy hands to stroke and feel him: under his balls, around his ass, his hard glutes were so impressive. She almost felt intimidated by his muscular frame; but was thrilled he wanted to spend time with her. His shaved chest was a turn on, his skin was incredibly soft, his nipples erect and begged to be played with.   

She raised a leg up to allow him to slide inside of her; fuck it felt so good. He slowly started to pump his cock in and out of her pussy; as much as she was starting to get sore, she could not seem to get enough of him. How had he been able to hold out and not cum the entire time they fucked? It was out of control. But she was so glad he could start up as soon as she was ready again. Moving in and out, in and out; their bodies so in tune with one another, she knew at this point he was going to start to fuck her really hard and blow his load.  

She was so ready for him, happy she could satisfy him the way he had continuously satisfied her all night......

Still breathing deeply, she decided she needed to taste him, needed to wake him up. She gently moved from his arms and made her way under the sheet to his cock; even soft he was impressively large; fuck how did she get so lucky.  

She wanted him to wake up hard in her mouth; she put her mouth around the head of his cock; and slowly started to move his softness into her mouth. Her hand going to his balls; they were so soft, so smooth; she loved having them in her mouth. Hmmmm, she would have to do that after.

He stirred. And as he did the blood flow started moving to his penis and he started to get hard. She moved onto her knees in order to get more of him in her mouth. It was a challenge to fit all of him in her mouth, she moved her mouth up and down on his now solid cock. He was awake, she knew he was, a soft moan from his lips.

"Don't stop," he murmured. She was not about to; she wanted to taste his sweet cum. She loved that.

Her tongue was drawing circles around the head of his penis, her fingers expertly working under his balls by his ass. Softly rubbing back and forth, she knew he loved it but would never admit (she had read about it in Cosmo and was happy it had the effect they promised!)

His balls loved to be tasted, loved to be gently sucked, loved to be in her mouth. She gripped his penis and started moving it up and down followed by her mouth, and worked her magic as he seemed to get harder and harder; her saliva making him wetter and wetter, allowing her hands to slide smoothly over his cock.  She could tell he was going to go soon, she could tell by his heavy breathing that he was so, so close.

"Come up here," he said.

No. She wanted to taste his cum, she wanted him to push against the back of her throat as he came.

His back arched, his hard cock smashing against her throat, his hot cum spurting down her throat; she swallowed, and swallowed and continued to suck until it started to tickle him.  She ended by sucking on the head of his penis, allowing her to swallow one last bit of his sweetness.  

She licked her lips before moving back up beside him. Nestling in his arms, head on his chest, moved his hand to her breast and they went to sleep.