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I’m too impatient to dally any longer.
I lower myself onto my knees between her thighs. She sits up and grabs my
dick; her little hand sets me on fire. I groan, loving the feel of her palm running
along my engorged head and shaft.
“Wow, Henry, it’s beautiful…and huge.” She licks her lips, and I almost cum,

imagining how it would feel to glide between her lips to the hot moisture waiting
on the other side.
“Lie back, and bend your knees.”
She listens with no questions. I rub my dick a few times, spreading the precum.
Sanya watches with rapt attention. Now, I convinced that she’d get off watching
me masturbate. I file it away. I grab my erection with my left hand, and I bury two
of my right-hand fingers inside of her. She gasps at the sudden insertion. I briefly
close my eyes, elated to have any part of me inside of her.
“Mmmm. You’re so tight and wet,” I revel. She moans as she tries to ride my
fingers. Sanya whimpers when I retreat. “No, baby, you’re taking my cock.”
I switch hands. I use my right hand to rub my head against her wet opening.
We’re both moaning from the sensation. I push in my head. Pleasure shoots
through my body. I can’t believe it’s actually happening. I’ve been waiting for this

exact moment almost since I’ve met her and the reality of it is almost surreal. I
retreat a little then push inside of her further. I grit my teeth and pray I don’t cum
from the friction, she’s so fucking tight.
Sanya is already moaning and grinding against me. It’s driving me nuts with
lust. I grab her thighs and spread her open more. I have a few more inches to go.
She clenches, and I pause to compose myself. It’s too damn good. Her manicured
hands grip the sheets as she arches her ass away from me.
“No, Sanya, don’t run from it,” I grind out. “Fucking take it.”
I withdraw some before burying myself to the hilt inside her. Her tunnel
spasms. Sanya’s cumming already; I’ve never made a woman cum just from
penetration before. I can’t help but feel pride surge through me.
Her body clenches me so tight, I’m sure she can tell me my blood pressure. She
moans helplessly. I squeeze my eyes shut and rest my forehead against hers, waiting
for her body to stop trying to milk my dick. I don’t want it to end too early.
“Holy fuck,” Sanya whispers as she comes back down to earth. “Is it over?”
She’s even wetter now. My path is slicker.