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ease into her pussy, and the matching index finger, thick with her own juice, slide deep into her ass.
    She threw back her head and cried out as he began pumping his hand back and forth, driving his thumb deep into her cunt while his index finger fucked her up the ass. He left her poor clit alone, focusing his energy on driving his hand as hard and fast as he could, giving her a double finger-fuck.
    Anne was well past the point of any pleasure she had ever experienced, her only remaining coherent thought being that she would suffer a heart attack from orgasmic sensory overload. She’d made love (or just fucked) a lot of men, but she’d never, ever had an experience like this: and he hadn’t even gotten his cock into her yet! A small, detached part of her mind concluded that her orgasms could now be measured not in terms of the number of times she’d come, but in how many minutes they were lasting. Jesus .
    Finally, Jack’s hand slowed, then stopped. Anne lay on the desk, chest heaving as she fought for air. Then, pulling her quivering legs from his shoulders, he stood up between them. With Anne watching over the sheen of sweat that glimmered on her breasts, Jack removed his T-shirt, exposing an attractive chest; she was surprised to see that he had no tan line around his neck or arms, but a smooth light golden skin tone that, again, she’d never noticed before. Then he undid his belt, then the button on his jeans. His cock was a hard, prominent bulge pressing against the thick fabric.
    He paused a moment, as if unsure. She held her arms out to him. “Come on, baby, it’s your turn.”

CHAPTER FIVE

    Almost hesitantly, Jack unzipped his fly, the sound sending shivers up Anne’s spine from the anticipation of seeing his cock. She didn’t expect — or really want — anything huge, as her own vagina was simply not up to accommodating oversized male members, but she also hoped he wasn’t…under-endowed.
    Jack stepped out of his jeans, then slowly drew down his underwear, revealing a rock-hard cock that was just shy of eight inches long and about an inch and a half in diameter. She could see that there was a huge wet spot on his underwear and a stream of clear, viscous fluid was running down his cock from the tip.  
    “Perfect,” she sighed as she drew her knees up to her chest, fully exposing her pussy and ass. She didn’t care which one he picked, she just wanted him to fill her up, and to do it right now. “Hurry.”
    With no further hesitation, he stepped forward, one hand guiding his pulsing cock to the lips of her dripping pussy. Anne groaned as he slowly pushed it inside her, and she felt like her core temperature went up a hundred degrees as he eased the last inch of himself in.
    “God, does that feel good,” she sighed. She reached up and took his face in her hands. “What’s wrong, Jack?”
    “Nothing,” he gasped as he slowly pulled himself out, leaving only the tip of his penis still inside her. “It’s just…so incredible that you want me. I never thought…” He shrugged, at a loss for words.
    “I never dreamed of anything like this, either,” she told him softly. She grabbed his waist, digging into his skin with her perfectly manicured nails as she pulled him closer. “Now stop talking and fuck me.”  
    The animal intensity returned to Jack’s eyes as his hands drew her legs up his chest, her calves on each side of his head. He then took hold of her hips and leaned forward slightly. She cried out as his cock went even deeper into her, the head hitting her G spot dead on.
    “Jesus,” she gasped as he began to move his cock in and out of her. He went slow for the first few tentative thrusts. Then he began to fuck her hard and fast. As soon as she felt like she was going to come, he suddenly stopped, backed his cock almost all the way out, and paused…only to ram it in hard and hold it inside her as deep as he could.  
    That in itself almost sent her over the edge again. But then