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smiled to herself as he
pulled back, leaving only the tip on himself in her before ramming back in. The
movement winded her and she could barely even cry out as he fucked her like
that again and again, until it became too much for either of them to bear and
he buried himself in her, the sound of his thighs smacking into hers resounding
through the room.
    Gripping at her arse,
one thumb snaked down between her cheeks and probed her still wet hole. Her
body twisted as a whole new pleasure raced through her and he buried his thumb
deeper still, never missing a stroke with his fat cock.
    Daniel pounded into
her, the movement forcing her arse to move up and down on that tenacious thumb.
His breaths became harsh as her pussy rippled towards climax. Holly clenched
her eyes shut as an especially heavy thrust sent her forwards and back,
bringing his digit deeper into her arse.
    “Daniel,” she wailed
as the fire in her pussy swelled and broke, making her arse clench gratefully
at that thumb.
    With a grunt, he
spilled his load into her. Her tender pussy walls spasmed as his cum coated her
cunt, drawing out her climax. Breathing heavily, Daniel wrapped his arms around
her waist and pulled her up to standing, his cock still tucked snugly inside of
her.
    Leaning back into
him, Holly closed her eyes as his palms rubbed up and down her body, cupping at
her tender breasts. His cock slipped from her and he chuckled as she made a
noise of disappointment.
    “Don’t worry,
darling, I’m not done with you yet.” Cum dribbled down her leg and Daniel must
have noticed as he unbound her hands and turned her to face him. “Let’s get you
cleaned up.”
    Holly sucked in a
sharp breath as she came face to face with his bare chest. He lifted a brow as
her cheeks coloured while she took in the sight of him. His muscled torso was
the same tanned colour as his face and a light sprinkling of golden hair
trailed down the his cock. A cock which, by the looks of it, was far from
satisfied. Already it was swelling under her gaze. She licked at her lips,
remembering the taste of it.
    “Do you want to get
cleaned up or do you want to suck my cock?” Daniel asked with a smile.
    “I-I…whatever you’d
like me to do, Daniel,” Holly replied meekly.
    “Let’s get you
cleaned up first. I want to see your beautiful pussy all lathered up. Maybe
I’ll let you suck it later.”
    “Thank you, Daniel,”
she murmured as he led her to the adjoining bathroom.
    He escorted her into
the shower as if escorting her to a ball, rather than cleaning his spunk off
her and Holly couldn’t resist smiling as she considered his very English
etiquette. He was every inch the charming Englishman. Except he just happened
to enjoy beating her poor skin crimson. Will my skin ever recover? she
wondered as she studied the marks that still lingered.
    Stepping in beside
her, Daniel closed the door and Holly’s chest constricted as that wall of
muscle bore down upon her. She peered up at him through her lashes as he leaned
over and turned on the shower. Sighing as the warm jets poured over her
battered and used body, Daniel watched her carefully.
    Reaching across for
the soap, he looped an arm around her back and hauled her flat against him, her
hard nipples prodding his chest. “I didn’t expect to find a sub as perfect as
you in a place like this.”
    Before she could
respond, he dove down and kissed her hungrily, making her head spin. The hand
with the soap in trailed over her back and buttocks, thoroughly lathering every
part of her. He paid particular attention to her arse, sweeping it over her
anus and occasionally probing it, making her gasp.
    He must be getting
me ready for his cock. But any trepidation she felt was gone as he brought up the soap between them
and rubbed it vigorously over her breasts and thighs. Then he pressed the soap
into her hand. “Clean me.”
    Holly eagerly
obliged, soaping his back and taut buttocks as he turned around for her. She
didn’t