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seemed. I tried going slow but she
wouldn’t let me, with her legs wrapped tightly around me and her arms around my
neck her face buried in my chest she fucked me like she’d been starving for my
cock. I went a little wild too, pounding into her until the old bed was in
danger of giving way beneath us. The springs groaned beneath our weight and the
headboard banged into the wall as I fucked her with deep long strokes her
virginity forgotten and all that I could think of was cumming inside her.
    “Fuck me.” I
had no other words as I looked down at my cock driving in and out of her sweet
pussy, amazing. Her labia were pushed in from the force of my cock’s thrust and
she looked like she was stretched to the max.
    “I love your
tight pussy it feels so good, better than anything I’ve ever felt in my life,
ever.” She screamed and came her hot pussy juice covering my cock as I too
raced to the finish. I came hard as fuck in her pussy, losing all senses for a
few minutes until I came down.
    That night the
little virgin wore my ass out; I fucked her until we were both sore before
cleaning her up in the little rinky-dink bathroom. I left her in the early
hours of the morning and for the next two months I spent practically every
night in her bed.

Chapter 4

 
    I had to
practically drag her out of the car when we reached the house, it was a thing
of beauty; made in the French style it was a monstrosity of twenty thousand square
feet of marble and gold on a prime two acres of land up on a hill looking down
on the town. It had been Dana’s dream house fashioned off of some eighteenth
century French palace. It cost almost five million dollars to build the shit
and add all the doo hickeys that came with a place like this, the money hadn’t
been an issue, I’d thought I was in love with the bitch and saw no reason she
shouldn’t live in the house of her dreams. It wasn’t going to break me I had
more than enough money from my winning purses and endorsements and I still
hadn’t touched my trust fund. I knew the reason behind her wanting to build it
though, she wanted to be belle of the ball, to outshine all the other women
that she would essentially be looking down on from her perch on the hill.   She’d tried talking the judge into giving it
to her since she’d done all the homework and came up with the idea for this
particular design. Since that had been my day for telling the truth the whole
truth and nothing but the truth I’d politely informed his honor that if he did
such a thing he would not only be responsible for the destruction of one but
two lives because I was pretty certain that I would burn the shit down with her
in it and then I’d be in the lockup for murder one.
    “Welcome to your
new home Cherry.”
    “Drake…” Her
hand actually shook in mine.
    “Don’t start
that shit again this is my place I want you here what others think shouldn’t
mean shit tell them to go fuck themselves.”
    She looked at
me with one of her you’re such a male looks and I think she muttered ‘easy for
you to say’ under her breath.
    I really
didn’t care what anyone had to say, I’m not sure how much the town knew about
my divorce and at this point it really didn’t matter, the embarrassment of
being cuckolded had worn off between her sweet thighs. I’d gone from the arms
of a jezebel to sweet nirvana the town could go fuck itself. Now I just have to
work on her, get her over this need to give a shit what they thought.
    Inside the
house she stood at the door mouth agape and hugging the wall like she was
afraid to move.
    “Babygirl
seriously it’s a house it’s not gonna bite let’s go.” I took her elbow and led
her through the kitchen that was off the garage into the little walkway that
led to the rest of the house. Her eyes were wide with fascination and I guess
coming from poverty she wasn’t accustomed to such grandeur except maybe in the
movies.
    I dropped the
bag with her meager belongings on a chair