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reach that far inside his jeans.
    “Take off your pants,” she said.
    “Your wish is my command, beautiful,” he said smiling. His shirt, pants, and underwear came off in quick succession, and Alana’s mouth watered at his body. She felt her need intensify at the sight of his cock and bare chest.
    “My cock misses your sweet little lips,” he said pulling her up gently by the arm, lower her head to its destination. She cooed. One hand cupped his balls, rolling them like Chinese meditation balls as her mouth slowly slid over the head of his shaft, once again savoring his horny scent and salty flavor.
    Suckling his cock as it throbbed in her mouth, Mark guided her gently down the shaft, letting her work her way to wet every inch, every centimeter. He smiled down at her lovely face, her eyes closing in pleasure at one moment, and opening to look at up at his groaning face.
    “God, you look so gorgeous on my cock right now. It was made for that sweet mouth.”
    She hummed her exuberant assent to this, putting her hands behind her back and letting Mark have his way with her mouth, humping as he thrust her head down. Her tits shook back and forth in tight little bounces, brushing against his leg as her full lips slid down to the hilt, and suckling. The suckle noises almost made Mark finish.
    He pulled her off, a little of him dribbling out of her mouth. Alana swallowed the rest dutifully, wanting to take every precious drop of him in one way or another.
    “On all fours, little dove. I need to taste your musk before I fuck you roughly.”
    Alana’s body was taut with anticipation as she turned around and obediently got on all fours, raising her perfect ass for Mark’s enjoyment as she lay her head on the pillow. Mark gave a sigh of pleasure as he lowered to her musky garden, lapping her lightly. Alana arched her back as she pressed deeply into his face, giving herself to his tongue’s exploration. He messages her both cheeks of her bottom as he drank her, his tongue dancing along her sacred expanse like a desperate eel. Her face contorted in the agony of orgasm over and over, her whole body exploding with a pleasure so intense she thought she might faint. That was when he stopped.
    She could only utter a pathetic whimper of need at the cessation of his embrace to her dripping, delectable love. Bringing his dick up to her throbbing, shivering mound, he plunged her as she worked her pussy and ass around, letting his rigid snake slither insider her misty marsh. They pounded, her ass jiggling with every pump against his chest even as his balls swung back and forth, hitting hers in tandem.
    He flipped her on her side aggressively as they picked up their sliding rhythm, having her sideways one leg raised. She resisted only slightly as he had her every way he desired, contorting and twisting her across the bed with expert strength and precision. As the pleasure over came her, she gave into him completely, letting him do as he wished.
    Mark was on his knees now, Alana sitting on top. They bounced up and down as the squelching sounds of the mixing of their bodies played rhythm in contrast to the uneven grunting and moaning that came from them in tandem.
    Alana’s writhing pussy contracted in orgasm one last time around Mark’s nine inch love rod, forcing him to spurt into her. At the last of his spurts, when she was full to the brim of him, they collapsed into the bed and into each other’s arms. So much for ‘innocent intimacy’, he thought, smiling.
    A phone rang. Mark sighed, knowing that there was only one person who would call him this time of night. But when he reached for his phone on the night stand, he saw it wasn’t ringing.
    “Alana?” Alana groaned awake begrudgingly.
    “Hmm?”
    “I think that’s your phone.”
    Alana bent over her side of the bed, where her clothes were scattered. Reaching into a pocket, she pulled out her phone which was, sure enough, ringing. The name on the screen shook her fully