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ached up and put my hands around his neck. He paused.
I whispered, "Fuck me, you big horse!" He did not seem to
understand my request, but he did get on the bed, down on all
fours over me. The bed protested, but stayed up.
The scene must have seemed ludicrous. This giant, dark,
hairy ox-of-a-man on all fours covering this petit blonde
virginal-looking girl. I extracted my legs from between his and
reached up to get them around his waste. At the same time I
pulled myself up by my arms to hug him around the neck (I sure
didn't want to get kissed by him).
He still didn't know what to do, but he was shaking like a
leaf. The moans and groans spewed from his lips like water over
a dam. Of course, I was shaking a bit myself, but I wasn't going
to let this moment get away.
Then he seemed to remember what he had seen, for the
continued to hold his stance and reach down with one hand to
again grasp his unbelievable staff. He started trying to waggle
it around to find a place to put it, but I could see I was going
to have to help a little. I pulled myself up h
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