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was. They knew women, what worked, and what seduced them to
pant and beg. It was just another method of keeping control.
He was muscular, another gladiator with rock hard abs. His jeans
hung below his hips. He was unconquered, wild.
The fat head of his cock stood proudly out of the top of his black
boxers, and he pulled out the long, heavy rod. Oh, God. It had to be as
wide in girth and as long as Dale s. She shuddered, not knowing how
that would fit inside her, and the full weight of what she was about to
do slammed into her.
Isabel bit her lip, her heart pounding with trepidation. She
wouldn t back out of this. She d already made up her mind. But they
were so large and fierce, rugged and raw.
Whether it was the fear that her first ménage was imminent or the
thrill of being looked at as if she were a delicacy, she didn t know, but
she couldn t look away from the man who was ready to push between
her legs.
She heard a drawer open and close behind her and saw Brad catch
the condom Dale tossed him. As if hypnotized, she watched his hands
stretch it over that beautiful shaft.
He held his dick to her slit and slid it up and down, spreading her
tender lips open, playing with her.
She groaned. Her moist cunt pulsated, her chest heaved, and her
muscles tensed. She stared in awe at the body, the man, and the
control. Two clitoral orgasms had opened her appetite for something
deeper, something she couldn t explain, to find those limits Brad had
mentioned, and to feel her holes stuffed.
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Her tongue slid across parched lips. Brad, please take me, she
begged quietly from where she lay on the desk, yearning to finally
know how he felt inside her.
His voracious gaze never wavered. His dick taunted her, passing
over her soaked pussy. Wrap those lips you just licked around Dale s
cock.
She did as he told her, throwing Dale a fleeting glance, before
opening her hot mouth to the divine dick he fed her.
When Brad inched his cock forward, Isabel s gaze cut to him. The
raw ache to fuck could not be any stronger, and for the first time, her
own ravishing desire scared her.
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Brad trembled. He never shook for any woman, but he wanted to
tear into Isabel with such a ferocious need he was afraid he d hurt her.
His princess lay sprawled on his desk, mouth sucking Dale s dick
while her legs squeezed him closer. Waiting. And hearing her tell him
to take her had pre-cum sliding down his rod. He could last hours,
pleasing a woman to the point it was almost painful for her, making
her come two to three times before he shot his first load. But he didn t
have to be inside Isabel to know she d be different. If a mere request
he d heard countless times before made him drip, he was in trouble.
Her liquid caramel essence still warmed his tongue. It was his
ambrosia and it sizzled his brain. His balls tightened.
Pressing forward an inch, enough for his fat head to push inside,
he stopped. Fuck. He d only dipped in her saturated pussy, and he
couldn t control his breathing.
Can you take him, Isabel? Dale asked.
Her reply was half moan, half cry.
Yeah, watch him, look at his dick slide in that sweet pussy of
yours.
Biting down against his back molars, Brad moved in and out, a
subtle move, but one that absolutely tormented her patience. She
moaned and squirmed. He knew if he didn t concentrate, he d be done
before he felt her walls spasm around his dick.
He d dreamed about this woman for too many fucking years. He d
kissed her this morning, and it was like he had never kissed anyone in
his life. But he wanted to please her. She deserved no less.
Yes, Isabel. I feel you wet for me. That s it, he groaned.
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Sweat rolled down his back, and his balls vibrated. He held her
hips and plunged himself to her cervix, her pussy clenching tightly,
almost virginal. Isabel screamed and squeezed her legs around his
waist.
Oh, fuck, princess. You re so tight. So wet, he told her through
gritted teeth.
Adrenaline surged in his swollen veins while Brad focused on this
woman. His woman. He pulled out and flexed back in, stretching her
rippling muscles to adjust to his width and length.
Oh, Isabel moaned and Brad melted.
He fucked her faster as his muscles tensed and his dick throbbed.
He pumped the back of her pussy, her nether lips stretched around his
base. The scent of mangoes and coconuts wafted into his nose. Damn,
she was an exotic beauty.
Brad, she moaned, undoing Brad s resolve to take his time.
Oh, yes, take me. Dámelo.
That was it. His vixen was speaking Spanish now. Give it to me.
Brad was wild with need. He was pumping, plunging, banging her
cervix. Harder. Faster. Her skin glistened while his dripped. Her folds
sucked his cock, stroking him straight to insanity.
Sí, she screamed.
Her luscious mouth closed around Dale s cock again. She moved
in sync with Brad, her mouth suckling Dale s head as Brad pulled out,
then sucking it to the back of her throat with every thrust of Brad s
hips.
Oh, yeah, Isabel. Suck me like he s fucking you. Hard, fast.
That s a good girl.
Brad watched her tits bounce, the muscles of her stomach clench,
and her hair fall carelessly across his desk. She was passionate,
sensual, and he wasn t going to last. Hell, he couldn t believe it. Four
years of dreaming up ways to make her scream for hours, and he was
ready to explode.
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But shit, her body was made for his, molded for him. Oh, and she
was tight, choking him. He d never been with a virgin, but he was
damn sure this was how it felt, less the membrane he knew he hadn t
torn.
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