Chapter 118 Woman Of His Dreams> EP10

• I grabbed her thighs and lifted them onto my shoulders, and buried my face into her auburn bush. She'd obviously showered, as I'd suspected. I nibbled her clit, and tongue-fucked her pussy. She started to say, "Leave Pete, I want you to. . ." but she stopped trying to talk after about 30 seconds.
• I stood up, putting my palms under her ass cheeks as I did, and lifted her back to the center of the bed. I mounted her as I set her down, keeping her legs spread by positioning my body between her knees. She gasped "Oh my God Pete, what are you doing?" As she finished the sentence, I inserted my pole into her hot, wet pussy. I held still, lying on her and looking her straight in the eyes. My cock was buried in her pussy. The feeling was unbelievable. No steel rings, no spreadeagled bondage, just my cock resting in the hot cunt of my dream woman. I pumped in and out about three times, before I could tell I was going to shoot.
• As the pressure built, I pulled Nicole's face to mine and talked right into her mouth – we breathed each other's air as I spoke the words, "I love you, Nicole, I love you Nicole," I whispered, then I said it louder, then louder. The next time I started to say it, the sensation of my load spurting through my cock, all the way from my balls and from deeper, much deeper in my very manhood, prevented me from forming any coherent words. I came, spurt after spurt, after spurt, accompanied only by a loud, long grunting sound that seemed to begin with "N".