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th to stop any more of my crying. He
began to thrust deeper, moving rythmically. Soon, it began to feel good. I
could feel the burning once again deep inside of me. My hips began to follow
Mark's rythmn, to the point that at each thrust, he was buried inside of me.
I came first, jerking around the bed as though I were in a spasm. Mark's
hand moved to my breast again, pinching at my nipple. The pain was causing me
to move into still another orgasm. I arched my legs up. Mark pulled out only
for a moment, then positioned himself between my legs, lying on top of me. He
took my legs and pushed them upward, till my knees were almost touching my
shoulders. He went inside me again, pushing hard. He continued onward, till I
could feel his dick spasming inside of me, which made me come once again. When
he was through, he fell lifeless on top of me, both of us being exhausted. We
finally got up the strength to get up and dress, clearing up the house just
in time for my parents arrival.
It was a "unique" afternoon for Mark and I. Which led to many other
afternoon games.......
(To see Cari-2.txt, leave a note on your BBS)
DISCLAIMER: This story is true. The names of the individuals
involved have been changed to conceal their real identity. I also
won't mention who this is about. Your guess
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