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panties aside to feel the wetness behind them.  He stood up, directed me to lay across the bed with my legs dangling. The way he looked at me caused my arousal to soar. He pulled at my panties and I lifted my butt to help him remove them. He kneeled to the floor and spread my legs and then my lips. I felt his wet tongue glide up and down my pussy. The way he sucked my clit and finger fucked me made me forget that I didn’t know his last name. “I think I have to pee,” I said as I started scooting back onto the bed. I heard him mumble, but he was not letting me go. I felt my insides tighten up as he continued in and out with his finger. “Oh Jesus….Oh…...” I screamed as I released a much needed orgasm.
    He slowly stopped, stood up and stroked his long, thick dick with his wet hand as he stared at me. His dick looked the way you would imagine a country boy named Henry’s dick to be. I pulled the rest of my clothes off and instinctively spread me legs wider to welcome him. I reminded myself that he wasn’t going to love me; he was just going to fuck me. Why did this turn me on even more?  He kissed my stomach and then up to my breast. He climbed atop of me and prepared to enter. He rubbed the head of his dick up and down the entrance of my pussy until it was covered in my body dew. He slowly slid it in a little bit at a time them would pull it back out, then he would advance a little bit more and pull out. He did this until he had every inch in me all while looking in my eyes to gauge my reaction. “Are you okay?” He truly seemed concerned as I shook my head yes. I was scared to try speaking because in reality, he had so much length and girth, I thought I would scream. I had my teeth clenched together as he started pumping at a moderate pace. He told me to tell him if it was too much. And as much as I wanted to scream like I was being murdered, I simply turned my head into a pillow. He turned my face and demanded that I look at him. “Tell me when it too much,” he started pumping harder. I could feel a tear fall from my eye as he continued staring at me as he stroked in and out. “Do you want me to stop?” I shook my head no.
    There was something about looking a person in the eyes while they fuck you. I had never done it before, but having him demand that I keep my eyes on him woke something up in me and caused my nipples to get extremely stiff. I found myself receiving pleasure from him all but wrecking my insides. He must have been 9 or 10 inches long with 5 or 6 inches of girth. I could feel my walls tightening up and he began to pump harder and faster. “Oh, there you go,” he moaned as he felt a new rush of wetness come from me. I closed my eyes and he demanded again that I look at him. My moans got louder and he asked if I wanted him to stop. “No, please don’t,” was all I could get out. I felt him lay his head next to mine as he moaned “I’ll stop fucking you right now, just tell me to stop.” I wrapped my legs around him and begged him to keep fucking me. He let out some mumbles that I couldn’t comprehend then he moaned of how good I was taking his dick. He started moving his ass in a slower circular motion. All I could think was ‘when was this man going to cum?’ He buried his face in the pillow next to my face; he started picking up the pace and let out more of a grunt as he finally reached his breaking point.  Five harder, deliberate pumps and he stopped. I could finally breathe.
    “I’m sorry,” he was panting trying to catch his breath, “I meant to pull out.” He asked me if I was on the pill and all I could do was laugh. “It’s a little too late to inquire about that don’t you think?” When he told me that Rachell kept Plan B in the guest bathroom, I thought I’d choke. I told him that I was on the pill. “Look, don’t play with me. My wife would kill both of us if I got you pregnant.” His tone was serious as he looked at me with sternness. The lust and