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carried me inside the bedroom; a dim, cramped space with hardly enough room for the queen-sized bed. He kicked the door shut behind us, then gingerly laid me on the mattress. Gentle as if I were irreplaceable china.
    Sitting by, he slowly, slowly dipped and kissed me. His mouth tasted delicious, his tongue slippery as it glided in, glided out, glided in. I extended my tongue and he sucked it in, sucking in suggestive rhythms. Consumed by greed, I circled an arm behind his neck and nudged him for a deeper kiss.
    Deeper, deeper; oh god yes. Exactly how I like it, how I want it. Keep going, baby.
    And we weren't even having sex.
    He positioned on all fours, backside slanted so his lips could meet mine.
    Austin's alluring lips manipulated, caressed, grazed my neck, cheek, forehead, migrated to the other side to repeat the ritual... as if he couldn't stop tasting or satisfy his hunger.
    I couldn't stop tasting either and my hunger for him peaked. Breathless, gasping, I grabbed the back of his silky, sweet-smelling hair and jerked. Unfazed and horny as ever, his kisses grew harsher, brutal and wild in his passionate attack. Pitiful cries and moans eluded his lungs, alternating with rapid sips of air, hands which groped, desperate kisses which left my mouth raw.
    If we continued this frenzy we could succumb to fatal injuries. Not that I cared. I was enjoying it too much.
    "Beth, I love you so much. I love you... love you ..." Kissing. Groping. Tongue stroking. "I love you—sweet Christ, I can't stop saying it. I can't stop..." Austin's erection caused an enormous swelling that strained the crotch of his jeans. It looked truly painful.
    "Please, baby. I want you, need you." He inserted his finger in my panties, lightly massaged my slit. My nipples and clit tightened with unleashed, heightened sensation. 
    "Damn, you're wet as hell." His fingertip traced my vaginal opening. "I think you're ready for me."
    No shit! I bit my lip, thrashing.
    "Does this feel good?" he asked, fingering my pussy's engorged folds. "Want more, baby? Oh, I promise I'll give you more. A hulluva lot more." Using leisurely motions, he raised upright, peeled off my panties. He slid his hands beneath my dress, hiked it until my breasts popped into view.
    Austin's tongue explored and eased from navel to nipples, flicked and sucked from left to right, puckering my nipples into towering pink buds. Milky beads gathered and Austin lapped it up. He suckled, suckling hard while he groaned and groped the sides of my breasts, his mouth going after my tits as if starving for actual sustenance.
    My heart rate tripled as blood rushed to my clitoris. If he didn't stop soon  I'd reach climax, and first I needed to feel his length inside me. The anticipation was killing me.
    Thankfully Austin left the bed. He posed perfectly straight, his gaze lusty and ravenous as he reached for the buttons of his shirt. Nimble fingers flew across those buttons until the shirt loosened, showing his broad shoulders.
    Standing with his shirt gaped—complete with bronzed skin and ridged abs—he reminded me of a male model cut straight from a magazine. He also could've been a male stripper. I practically salivated.
    Eyeing me, Austin whipped off his shirt. He unzipped, tugged down his jeans, exposing a gigantic hard-on that bobbed when he stepped forward. A hard-on that appeared quite ready; the thickened shaft aimed upward, and pre-cum glistened on the tip.
    Yep, he was ready to blow. The sight shocked me, for it'd been months since I'd witnessed his cock. It'd been forever since I'd seen any cock. Austin should be proud, his monstrous prick must've been seven or eight inches in length. Hugely wide too, including cum potent enough to get me pregnant the first time.
    Austin touched the head of his cock, placed the moistened finger on his lips and grinned as he licked his pre-cum.
    God . Get over here and fuck me. Fuck me now.
    He drifted to the bed's edge, lowered, then gripped my forearms to