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couldn't resist going down on Hiranzi again; her clit was even more sensitive now,
and it didn't take long to work Hiranzi up again. I was going to make her come
again, but Hiranzi (more pictures) firmly pulled me up, saying "It's your turn now!". I didn't
argue with her; I lifted Hiranzi legs until her ankles rested on my shoulders and
began to rub the head of my cock against Hiranzi lips. We both groaned as it
parted Hiranzi and slid inside. The initial entry always feels so good...I had to
pull out several times just to do it again. I looked down and watched myself
stroke in and out slowly. I was teasing myself this time, trying to prolong
our coupling, though the fire building inside me made it plain that I couldn't
delay much longer. I pulled almost clear out and made shallow strokes, so that
only the head penetrated her. The sight of Hiranzi lips caressing the head as it
withdrew, as though they were trying to pull it back in again, was like a wet
dream. I slowly ran it all the way in, using my muscle control to make it
twitch inside her. Hiranzi (with feature gallery) answered by contracting her pussy around me, and I lost
the will to tease any longer. I began to build up speed and depth until we
could hear the wet, sucking sound of our friction. "I want you to come for me,
to come IN me. Fill me up with it!", Hiranzi (more pictures) cried. I increased my efforts to do
just that. Hiranzi's (private section) vagina was like a living milking machine, thirsting and drawing
my come. It felt so damn good to be inside Hiranzi that I wanted it to never end.
End it would, and soon! The pressure built until I felt like a boiler ready to
explode! I knew I'd shoot into Hiranzi like a firehose, and I wondered briefly
whether she'd be able to feel the come eruption.
"Do it, my darling! Come inside me! I want it to flood me! Oh...yes...give
it to me now!". A few more powerful thrusts and Hiranzi (more pictures) began to come. "Uhhh...
Uhhh...yes...kiss me, darling, while we come! Oh! Oh!". We kissed passionately
as Hiranzi third climax overtook her. The contractions of her vagina sent me over
the edge, and I buried my cock as deeply as possible in Hiranzi while the come
exploded out of me like flaming liquid bullets. "Yes, yes!! I feel it! It's so
hot!" Hiranzi (more pictures) said between kisses. I groaned as each spurt of come burned its way
through my shaft and into Hiranzi eager pussy. No climax I'd ever had had been so
intense or lasted so long! It felt like every drop of fluid in my entire body
was being emptied into her. Hiranzi's (private section) vagina continued to gently milk my penis, and
I realized Hiranzi (more pictures) too was still coming. I couldn't believe how good our timing
had been and how long our climaxes were lasting. Our spasms finally stopped
and we sighed together in release and contentment.
I was so tired I had to rest my weight on top of her, but Hiranzi (more pictures) didn't seem
to mind at all. As we rested and regained our breath we exchanged tender
kisses. "That was wonderful! I'm sorry this couldn't have happened sooner. So
much wasted time!", Hiranzi (more pictures) whispered. I kissed her again and said, "Well, we'll
just have to make up for lost time". "Ummm, yeah...lots of making up!", she
answered with a smile filled with promise.
If I live to be a hundred, I will never figure out how strange
life can be. I'm a truck driver which isn't the most common thing
in the world, but even stranger is the fact that I am quite
attractive. I'm five feet two inches, weigh one-hundred and
fifteen pounds, have blond hair and blue eyes. Every time I meet
a nice man, he asks me the same question men ask hookers. "How did
a nice girl like you get into a dirty business like this?" To top
it all off, I have four huge brothers who are also truck drivers,
and who have taken it upon themselves to protect my virtue at all
cost. So you can see why it might be hard for me to get laid,
I remember one man in particular. It is almost comical. He
buzzed me on the C.B. one afternoon while I was on a California
run, saying," Breaker for the good-lookin' blond that drives the
silver rig. If you're within hearing, meet me at midnight at the
Stop and Slop on Exit 89." His voice sounded nice, and I decided
to meet him. Like I say, it isn't the easiest thing for me to meet
men in my profession. So, I arrived promptly at midnight, and
guess who had %s beaten me there: two of my four goonish brothers.
It took all the convincing I could muster to convince these boys
to refrain from smashing the man to a pulp, but eventually I did.
As they left, I turned to apologize, thinking that the man
wouldn't have anything to do with me now that my brothers had
...(to be continued)
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