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encouragement for her to pick up the pace, slamming her face onto his raging hard-on.

"Tasha....don’t....oh shit...baby,” he moaned giving her the warning she so much needed. By this time, she was breathing hard through her nose as she held him in her mouth, taking all he had to offer until she felt his orgasm dangerously close. She let his cock out of her mouth and looked at him. He was panting and finally ready for her. She looked at him as she straddled him. She closed her eyes as she slowly worked her pussy onto his wet cock. Mitchell exhaled loudly and held her by the waist. Her mouth was good but her pussy was even better. She began working herself up and down his cock, slowly and teasingly. By this time, Mitchell wanted to cry out and just slam himself into her. He held her tightly and begun thrusting into her with long slow strokes, but given the way she had just worked him, long slow strokes were not going to cut it. He suddenly pulled out of her and in one move turned her over and entered her from behind. He knew Natasha must have been surprised at how he managed to turn the tables on her so quickly. He spread her legs and positioned himself in between her knees. The first stroke was a long deep one, almost as if he was making her pay for the long oral torture he had just endured. He entered her again before finally holding her by the hips and worked her over in long hard strokes.
    He was mesmerized by the way her pussy seemed to cling to his cock with each stroke. He spread her cheeks and let his finger flick her now fully engorged clit while nudging his cock into her. He slowed down and released her cheeks and then reached for her breasts. She moaned as she felt him slowly working in and out of her. He knew that by now she was not only exhausted, but also almost at her very end. He grabbed her hips and leaned over her, driving into her, filling her. He could feel her wetness grasping at him as her orgasm approached. She turned her head and looked at him.
    “Do it, please,” she begged.
    Mitchell did not need any further bidding. He slammed his full weight into her, unable to resist the urge any longer. It was not very long before he erupted inside her. Almost immediately, she cried out loud as her own orgasm ripped through her body. She shivered over and over again and the tightening muscles in her pussy forced his now limp cock out of her. The two collapsed on the bed, exhausted and panting.
    “God, I had missed that,” Natasha said gasping.
    “ And you thought I was being an ass by saying I had missed you?” he asked. Natasha laughed.
    “ At least I admit I was horny. You tried to charm that big cock into me,” she said. Mitchell looked at her and smiled.
    “ I don’t remember you resisting,” he said.
    “ I had ulterior motives,” she said.
    Mitchell laughed again. “Of course you did,” he said and yawned. Natasha put a tired hand on his damp chest.
    “No, you have to help me with dinner. You promised,” she said.
    “ That was before you allowed me to miss you,” he said as she rolled over. He draped a hand over her.
    “ You made your bed, and now you have to lie in it,” she said as she pulled away.
    “ Actually, you made it and right now I would like to just lie in it for thirty minutes,” he said as she walked towards the bathroom.
    “ Five minutes. That’s how long I need to take a shower,” she said as she stepped into the bathroom. After she had her shower, she thought of waking Mitchell up but she also had to make her peace with Rita. She walked into the living room and looked at Rita. The way she was with the baby made Natasha smile. It was as if her motherly instinct came alive any time she was with Alexis. She slowly made her way to the middle of the room where Rita and Alexis were seated, playing with the baby’s toys. “Hey,” she said as she joined them on  the floor.
    “ Hey,” Rita said as she gave her a smile.
    “ Friends again?” Natasha asked. Rita