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“Aaron, we can talk about this later. For now… please?” she asked me with a practically pained expression. “I just need this. Please.” Shaking my head in resignation, I walked over to Molly, my dick in my hand. “If this is what you want.” I replied. “It is. Give it to me. It’s okay.” she reassured me. “Okay.” I replied, getting on top of her and guiding myself towards her entrance. I smiled at her. “Last call.” I cheesily told her. Molly giggled. “Just put big cock it in, idiot.” I laughed back at her and pushed myself inside her. The first few seconds of being inside her felt indescribable. I mean, I was dry and not exactly small, and Molly wasn’t exactly an easy fit, but she was definitely wet from earlier so that helped. But still, even just knowing I was inside Hardcore the love of my life felt like nothing I had felt before. Fireworks of pure bliss were going college off inside my head. “Oh my God, Molly, I love you so much, I can’t believe we’re doing this…” I babbled on. Molly said nothing and just smiled through gritted teeth, adjusting to me as she took more of me in with each attempt to slide in. “Ow.” she eventually let one slip. “You’re bigger than I expected.” “So I’ve been told.” I replied suavely. “Are you alright?” I’ll just need a bit to adjust if that’s okay.” she told me. For a bit I just made microscopic advancements inside her, with her uneasily breathing until I blonde was in far enough to start pumping back and forth. “Are you good to go?” I asked her. “Yes.” she practically whispered. “Alright then.” I smiled at her as I began to move my hips, slightly at first, then pull myself out, then back in. Within a few seconds, I was building up a good rhythm. Maybe half a minute later, I was surprising myself with the level of ferocity I was using to fuck the living daylights out of my own sweet Molly. Molly’s sex-laugh returned in full force as she drank in every ounce of pleasure I gave her. “Haaa, haaa, h-hh…” I’d hear her go on and on as I continued to rail her, smiling at how cute she looked. She almost looked like she was concentrating hard on the experience. I just hoped I was giving her the ride of her life. As I thrust myself into her, in and out, I couldn’t help but stare anal at her beautiful face. She daydreamed already, hoping he would allow her to help further with breaking the bitch in. “Yeah, thanks.” I flashed him a thumbs-up. All these things she did, without realising her own father was wishing he could use that little body of hers. No one at work said anything about what had happened and I blonde sure Hardcore as hell wasn’t going to; Ryan still believes that he’d anal successfully hypnotised me, twice. When you spend weeks and weeks working– and living– underground, it is a little difficult to make friends. She squeezed around my dick as she rose up my shaft, her pussy sucking at my balls. I didn’t hear anyone enter the house but there you were, knocking on my open bedroom door. He pulled his hard throbbing cock from her cunt and said. But you're the one who started this, so maybe I should ask you, what was yesterday on the beach about?" We showered together numerous times that day as we kept getting sweaty and smelly. So leaned big cock forward, wrapped her hand around it and slid her soft palm up and down my cum covered shaft once, then stood up. As I have mentioned in my other stories, I come from a very long line of sexually perverted individuals. Four of college the men didn’t see me strip; they’d already wandered off, apparently looking for things for me to pose on. She was blushing. 10, 20, 30 times? Jon let me sleep with him that night and he went to sleep still inside me with us in the spoon position.