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at the back of my
mouth and I was gagging. I wanted more of him.
I took him out, though, and stroked his cock with my hands while I
buried my nose in the musky heft of his balls, tasting the furred sac that
carried them and licking up the sweat that had collected there while he had
labored under the hot flap that formed part of his curtain. His fingers
were still touching my cunt, still urging me onwards. I was soaking. He
was hard and gasping. "Bethsany," he sighed.
"Adam," I replied, looking up at him. I slid off and away from him.
"Fuck me."
"Now?"
"Now," I gasped. I slid off the edge of the bed and dropped my feet
to the floor, spreading my legs wide. I wanted my ass to be high in the
air, an unmistakable target for him. He grinned and slid off the bed as
well. "Very beautiful. You are a wildcat, Bethsany."
"I want to be your mare, not your cat!"
"In either event, you're definitely a pussy worth taking." He walked
forward, taking care not to step on my feet with his forelegs. I felt his
body cover mine, felt his hands in my hair. "Beth... How gentle do you
want me to be?"
"Not at all," I moaned. "I've had e
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