Found at Outside Magazine
Sex with Rafe was a cervical pain, even though she always cried out, “Deeper! Go deeper!”
“I’m…going…as…deep…as…I…”
“No, not yet! I’m not ready!”
But it was too late. The callous putz had finished inside of her, sending countless tens of millions of sperm cells searching fruitlessly for a fertile home in which to invade.
“Get off. You’re crushing me.”
“Whatever you say, Babe.”
Bonnie felt his now flaccid member slipping from between her moist thighs, and then her lover’s hot kisses descending from her neck, lingering over full, sweaty breasts, and then continuing down her body.
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