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rgasm,
pushing my limits of self-control.
Finally I lost myself. Moaning and undulating at his touch, I was
totally at his command. "Tell me you are mine!" he said. I
hesitated. His touch became more insistent; his weapon of control was
pleasure now, not pain. My resistance collapsed under it, and when he
repeated, "Caitlyn, TELL me you are MINE!" I followed his order.
I was lost in the waves, on the brink of what my body so hungrily
craved, when he pulled his fingers out of me, making me writhe in
unsatisfied agony. He's teasing me. The pleasure continued to course
through my blood, when I finally felt him climbing on top of me,
preparing to thrust himself into me. "Do you feel that?" he teased,
as he let just his tip caress my hunger. His actions were making my
desire increase, to mind-numbing proportions! "Hmm?! Do you feel that?"
he insisted, until all I could do in my madness and desire was nod,
writhe, and moan. Finally he thrust himself full into me, fast, then
withdrawing slowly, repeated the quick thrust.
Within the depths of me, each stroke's hit caused incredible,
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