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There he is… she thought to herself.

She approaches him. Trying to camouflage her excitement with a smile, and suppress the butterflies flying crazy in her stomach. He smiles back and gives her a hug, pressing himself against her.

“You look so cute.” he whispers in her ear, breathing heavy as to torture her even more just because he knows he can. He knows all to well the affect he has on her, and takes great pleasure in doing so.

He mentioned he had to get to the office and start seeing pt’s since it was only him and his nurse there today and he had a full schedule…

It were times like this she had to take advantage of, fore there would be no opportune time to slip in a little rendezvous if left to him. She knew what she needed to do and didn’t have much time to pull off her master plan.

Without hesitation she called his office, she knew if she thought about it too much, she would never make that call.

“I’m having a lot of pain in my lower abdomen and I need to see a Dr.”

She said, sounding like she was in quite a bit of discomfort.

“Be here at 3:00 and he’ll be able to see you then.”

Giving a fictitious name, so when he saw the file he wouldn’t have a clue to who was waiting in the exam room. She arrived promptly at 3:00. She was the only one in the waiting room “Yes” she thought to herself. I’m the last one to be seen. It was perfect timing.

The nurse called her back to the room and gave her a paper gown to put on.

‘The Dr. will be with you soon.”

“Thank you.”

He opened the door, their eyes met. A sudden feeling of overwhelming shot through his body.

She could tell by the look on his face he was more then a little surprised. “Good afternoon, what can I do for you?” he said as he quickly entered the room and closed the door behind him.

“Are you crazy?”

‘About you I am. Hey, if you would find some time to see me, even a little I wouldn’t have to be so creative to see you.”

He shook his head…

“I’ll just have to start finding some time I guess, I can’t have you showing up here like this.”

“Don’t worry, I knew you were the only one that’s going to be here, besides, maybe I do have an issue you need to look at.” I think I might have an appendicitis or maybe my gallbladder is going out.”

‘Well, then lay back and let’s take a look.”

As she lies down on the exam table there was a knock at the door, it was his nurse telling him she had to leave, there was an emergency…

“See I told you, you were going to be the only one here.”

“You underestimated me, didn’t cha?”

‘Now, are you going to look at my appendices or what?”

“I think I better look at everything so we don’t have this happen again.”

She looks up at him with smiling eyes and gives him a sheepish smile while biting her bottom lip and say’s.

“Ya know, I have a better idea.”

“I think you need an exam, I’ll be the Dr and you can be MY patient.”

He defiantly wasn’t expecting that, but it could be interesting he thought to himself. “What exactly, do you have in mind?”

“Well, I’m going to wait outside the room while you get undressed. I want you to put this paper gown on and I will be back in a few minutes.”

“When I come back in, you will address me as Dr. Mistress.”

“Is that clear enough for you?” as she nods her head and raises her eyebrows.

She leaves the room…

He takes his clothing off and places the paper gown on as instructed… While getting undressed he wonders how on earth she gets him into these unpredictable situations.

Moments later she walks into the exam room, she is wearing only a lab coat, red patent leather 6″ spike high heels and a stethoscope. OK, OK… red lipstick.

I can tell from the look in your eyes, you very pleased with my choice of my Dr. attire.

You begin to get flushed as you know now… you’re in serious trouble.

There sits her pt. with nothing on but a paper gown, a smile and…black socks? Those damn black socks again, she thought to herself… Gotta love em.

“Good afternoon, I’m Dr. Mistress, what can I do for today.”

As she stands, legs shoulder length apart, hands on her hips leaning to one side slightly, with a devilish look in her eyes.

“I ‘m not quite sure I’m having a lot of pain in my groin area and I think my gallbladder is giving me fits as well.”

“Well, I think we should take a close look and find out exactly canlı bahis what is ailing you.”

“Why don’t you lie back and let me take a look.”

He lies back on the exam table. She notices he put his gown on backwards.

“Did I not tell you for the gown to open in the front?”

“No, Dr. Mistress you didn’t.”

“Oh, I guess I didn’t, we’ll just have to work around it.”

DAMIT, she thought to herself, she wanted to watch his penis respond as she examined him.

“Let’s see here,” as she walks to the head of the table. “I’m going to start at your head and work my way down to your toes, I don’t want to miss anything.”

She begins to run her fingers over his scalp and through his hair. “You have a very nice head, and your curls are very nice as well.”

“I don’t detect any problems yet, I still need to look everything over….

“Nice eyes, big and bright, very healthy.”

“You have great skin.” As she gently runs her fingers down his face, admiring his strong masculine features.

“Nice nose, your little uneven naris is quite cute I must say. And your lips are so pink and smooth.”

“Stick your tongue out and say aahhhh.”

He sticks his tongue out as far as he could, and said “Ahhhh.”

“Very nice, and pink.”

She leans over and sucks his tongue deep into her mouth and slowly withdrew it, licking her lips.

“Perfect, they don’t get any better then that.”

I begin to run my fingers across your neck and towards your chest. I have you sit up so I can unveil your torso. I move behind you placing each of my hands on your shoulders and gently sweeping the gown down your arms exposing your very sexy back for me to exam. I run my hands softly and slowly over your back, and tenderly kiss you between your shoulder blades.

“Everything looks marvelous back here.”

“Now, lay back and close your eyes.”

She starts to move her fingertips in a circular motion around your chest. I can tell you like it. Your eyes are closed, but there’s no mistaking the rise in the gown from between your legs. I start to gently pinch your nipples; a moan escapes your lips, as you feel electric pleasure sensations move through your body.

“Do you like that?”

I pinch a little harder; you can feel a tingle in the core of your penis with each pinch of your nipples. I manipulate both of them at the same time, rolling them back and forth between my fingers; your breathing deepens and your moans become louder and more frequent.

“Dr. Mistress,

“Yes.”

“That feels incredible.”

She leans down and very gently nibbles your nipples and gives each one a little sucking kiss.

“Your nipples appear to be working perfectly, very nice responses.”

Making her decent down your torso to your abdomen, rubbing, caressing, and pressing lightly and seductively. I press a little harder, as I can feel what appears to be a lump.

“I feel something there and I feel the need to investigate it more thoroughly.”

She moves down to the end of the table, admiring the view of his perfect body lay out before her. I pull the rest of your gown off, exposing your penis that is standing at attention begging to be touched.

“Your penis appears to be in fine working condition, it’s nice and big and hard, and so smooth.”

“What do you think we should do with it?”

“You’re the Dr.”

“Yes I am, and you’re not going to forget your trip to the Dr.s for quite some time.”

I look down at your rigid cock again and notice the abundance of pre cum that has coated your lower abdomen.

“Ah, what is this?” As I run my finger through your clear fluid and bring it to my mouth.

“Mmmm, you taste nectarous.”

I run my finger through it again, this time gliding it across your lips. Your tongue eagerly licks your lips clean.

“You taste delicious, don’t you?”

I run my finger through once more, this time slicking the top of your penis with your juices, and gently rub soft little circles over your perfect smooth head.

You gasp, as you feel intense quivers start to flow from deep inside as she ran her slicked finger down the length of your cock. You groaned a wordless moan of ecstasy as she gripped you tight and began to slide her hand up before pulling down, squeezing then releasing to slide up again.

“Your penis is very sensitive; it doesn’t take you long to cum, does it?”

“Not with someone touching me like that kaçak iddaa it doesn’t.”

“HMMM, extremely nice balls, perfect size, I bet they would fit quite nicely in my wet warm mouth.”

She bends down and gently kisses the tip of your manhood. She swirls her tongue and mouth around your head, taking you deeper into her wet warm mouth. She starts

Sliding the tip of her tongue in and out of your slit, as she retrieves your pre cum and slicks the length of your cock. Your balls begin to tighten, as your body is desperately seeking relief of the sensory overload that is overcoming you.

She leans down and takes one ever so gingerly into her mouth, suckling one and then the other. Kissing and loving on them as though I’d never have them in my mouth again. This feels so good; you don’t want it to end… After licking your balls into a heavenly bliss, she emerges from between your legs, licking her lips.

“Have you had your prostate checked lately?”

“No, do you check those as well?”

“I am today.” She says with a smirk on her face, raising her eyebrows.

“Why don’t you move down to the end of the table, and let me take a look.”

You scoot down to the end of the table.

“Spread your legs nice and wide for the nice Dr.Mistress.”

“Very nice.”

With a hand on each of your inner thighs, she moves very slowly and teasingly toward your sex, caressing the creases of your legs. You let out a sigh as your cock twitches with each stroke of her hand.

“I want you to let your legs fall apart.”

You relax them and let them fall. She nibbles up your leg, biting the bottom of your butt cheek,and you moan uncontrollably as my wet tongue finds its way to your opening. Licking little soft circles at first and then long drawn out strokes, Repeating my actions until I feel you accept my tongue inside of you… so naughty.

Each probe of my tongue produced a sigh of contentment and pure ecstasy magnified by the intense waves of pleasure breaking over your body. She senses your ready to cum and eases up.

She found a tube of K-Y and generously lubed her fingers, she then placed it on your entrance, smearing it around until your anus was nice and covered.

She slowly began tracing the ring of your anus out again and again, knowing full well he affect it would have on you. As you relax my finger eases inside of you in search of your magical button…

She soon found what she was looking for, rubbing it gently, and making your cock twitch rhythmically.

Your cock is magnificent. I don’t think I’ve ever seen it this hard before.

My probing caused a desire for more depth; you begin moving your hips back and forth as your ass suckles my finger.

You are not surprised when you feel my hot breath against you. I begin sucking on your perineum, stimulating your penis that is deep inside of you. My fingertips brush across your scrotum as my other hand grips you tightly as you fuck my hand while I rub your secret spot hidden deep inside of you.

I ease another finger in; you begin to whimper as the girth of my two fingers is almost too much for you.

“Beg me, to fuck you deeper or I’ll put another one inside of you!”

I press on your gland with a little more pressure, back and forth, small slow strokes.

“Dr. Mistress?”

“Yes, my little patient. What is it that you want?”

“Will you please fuck me slow and hard?” you say with the utmost urgency in your voice.

“I couldn’t think of anything I’d like to do more.”

I press myself to your body, maximizing our contact.

I begin to stroke you in sync with my fingers inside of you. I soon sense you’re ready to cum, so I withdraw my fingers slowly as I encase the head of your cock in my other hand and begin to stroke just the very tip with more pressure. The pleasures your body is feeling are overwhelming. I’ve kept you right on the edge of ecstasy, not allowing you to slip over the cliff into a superhuman orgasm…Not yet

You reach out and feel my soft wetness as you run your finger between my soaked lips. I gasp as you lightly probe my pussy, bringing my juices to my clit and teasing me with your skilled fingers.

I forgot all about the exam. All I want to do is please you now; I strip my lab coat off, leaving my high heels on. I have you get back up on the table.

Dejavu, I think to myself, we’ve been here before.

I lay myself atop of you passionately kaçak bahis kissing you and running my hands through your curls…I love your curls…Our skin feels so good together.

Your hands running wild, exploring every inch of my body. You look at me and say

“I want to cum inside you.”

“Oh, you are. You’re not getting away this time.”

“I want to taste you first.” He says.

He gestures her to sit on his face.

I inched my way up, straddling my wet flesh over your face, tantalizing close to your mouth. You grab me around my waist and pull me down onto your waiting lips.

I feel that familiar touch of you as you guide your tongue over my outer lips and then teasing open my inner lips quickly find my clit.

I sighed repeatedly with pleasure as you teased my clit with the tip of your tongue and then lapped at the length of my opening before finding your way back to my clit, repeating your skillful actions.

I panted as the pleasure started to wash over me in waves that made my body shiver.

Plunging your tongue deep inside of me and twisting it around before retracting it, then circling my clit slowly and tracing the folds of my flesh with the tip of your finger, teasing the opening of my vagina.

You sense my orgasm is near. You wrap your lips around my swollen lips and probe your tongue inside of me while your nose stimulates my clit.

I almost scream as you lick me slowly but forcibly. My hips begin thrusting against your face, as the intensity of my orgasm increases.

Electric pulses percolated from deep within my clit. I couldn’t hold back any longer

I cried out softly as my body convulsed repeatedly as you have brought me to ecstasy once more. As your tongue penetrates me, tasting that which you created making sure not to waste a single drop. My muscles contracted on your tongue. You kept it there until my orgasm subsided; you then kissed my glistening lips and pull me down so I’m lying beside you.

I had almost forgotten how skilful your tongue was.

I was now ready to feel you inside of me. You tenderly kiss me as you position yourself on top of me. My legs part for you, I guide your cock to my waiting love hole. You stroke your cock up and down the center of my wet slit, lubricating the tip with my juices before you sink into my silky folds, penetrating me with just the head of your penis.

I hear you sigh, as your length disappeared between my legs. I felt you fill me with your pleasing, pulsating hot flesh. I whimper as you stretch me to the limit.

With you deep inside me, I allowed myself a sigh; almost a relief, to be so fulfilled once again.

As always, you were in no hurry to simply pound me to climax. You wrap your arms around me, holding me tight.

I feel you pulling me more open from behind and slide another half inch inside of me.

“Your pussy feels so good wrapped around my cock.”

“Yes it does.”

I feel the first strokes of your cock moving in and out of me as the fires of our passion ignite once again, right between my thighs.

I could feel the rim of your head as it rubbed up and down the walls of my vagina. Thrusting long and slow, withdrawing to the point of almost slipping out of me and then plunging deeply through my hot wet slit. You placed a hand on either side of my face and passionately kissed me as you pumped your cock inside of me.

You’re breathing deepened; I heard it and felt it as you gently kiss my neck. I knew your excitement was building at a similar rate as mine. Your hand moved down between our bodies and found my clit and began massaging it. I moaned involuntary as you rubbed my clit swirling it with the juices we created between my legs.

“Are you ready for me to cum?”

You whispered into my ear as you thrust slow and deep inside of me.

“Yes.”

Feeling your hand pick up momentum, swirling faster around my clit as your breathing becomes punctuated by small grunts.

As I feel myself tipping over the edge into my own orgasm, I hear you exhale loudly and feel your cock fill me to total capacity as you start to cum.

Your warm fluid was all I needed.

High-voltage nerve tingles engulfed my body as you’re cum flushed deep inside of me, sending me into another incredible orgasm.

As our orgasms subsided and you’re cum started to run out of me around my thigh, we slowly caught our breath. You stayed inside of me and held me tight, as our incredible post- orgasmic euphoria filled the room.

We lay there for awhile, snuggling and kissing before I had to leave.

I lay in bed that night smiling as images from earlier drifted through my mind.

Until next time my secret lover…

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It was early – for me – on a Friday morning. The sun, from its spring perch low in the sky, streamed in the kitchen windows, illuminating every speck of dust dancing in the air. I nursed my first coffee of the morning as I waited for the man from Budget Blinds (their motto: Satisfaction guaranteed!) to install the new window coverings for my office.

I normally work from home, so it means I get to set my own schedule. As a result, I’d just gotten into the habit of sleeping late, waking late, and generally doing what I pleased, when I pleased. Waking up early for a 9am handyman appointment had been just a step too far. I had overslept and missed my alarm – only to be startled awake by the insistent buzz of my doorbell.

That’s why, at the late, late morning hour of 9.05am, I was sipping a hot mug of coffee, wearing nothing but a flimsy robe thrown over my bra and panties from the night before – I hadn’t had time to get properly dressed! I briefly considered getting changed while the handyman – Troy, I think, was the name on his work shirt – got the job done, but I decided to relax and have my coffee first.

Plus, the view from the kitchen table was worth lingering over. Troy was pretty easy on the eyes – as the sunlight poured in, it glanced off his tousled dirty blonde hair and his tanned skin. He was concentrating fully on the task at hand, which allowed me plenty of opportunity to take in the view of his broad shoulders and strong arms. He was pretty tall too – a definite turn on for me. I idly wondered if his cock would be a big as he was. I’ve bedded my fair share of tall dudes but it seemed to me that not all tall dudes were hung well.

Lost in my thoughts, I hadn’t noticed that Troy was trying to get my attention.

“Excuse me, ma’am?”

“Oh! Umm. Sorry, yes?” I stuttered in response.

“I’ve dropped one of the screws for this blinds – but I’ve got them lined up just right – could you help me pick it up?” he asked.

I went over to help. In the bright morning sun, the errant screw was easy to find – it had just rolled a few feet away. I bent down to pick it up, forgetting I was only wearing a loose robe, and inadvertently giving Troy a good glimpse of my breasts. I’d gone out with my girlfriends last night, and was still in the sexy bra and panties set I’d worn out just in case I managed to get lucky. (I didn’t – but that’s another story.)

This set was my favourite – both bra and panties were a delicate lacy black. The bra had a brilliant underwire design that hoisted up my lovelies and created spectacular cleavage, but the cups were thin and unlined. I loved wearing it – I loved how sexy it made me feel, I loved how it made my breasts look, and the best part of all, was that I absolutely adored how the lacy material couldn’t hide the pointy tips of my nipples when they got cold or aroused. Which was what was happening now. I could feel them strain against their lacy confines as a cool draught of air slipped through my gaping robe. Oops.

Ah, the screw. Kneeling on the ground, I reached up to hand the screw to Troy, but it seemed his mind was elsewhere – on my chest.

“Um. Your screw?” I reminded him.

“Oh, yes, sorry,” he blushed. As he reached over to take it from my outstretched hand, our fingers touched momentarily, and a little frisson of electricity raced up my hand. There was a pause – an unspoken desire hung in the air – and then Troy returned his attentions to the task at hand.

From my vantage point on the ground, his crotch was now at eye level and I bedava bahis cast a quick glimpse at it. There was an unmistakable bulge in his jeans. Hmmmmm.

Under the pretext of clearing up the office to make room for Troy to work, I began to busy myself while still kneeling on the floor. I tidied up stray paperwork, picked up a few loose pens that had rolled under my desk, straightened up the various boxes and folders lying around my messy home office.

As I tidied, I could feel the spring sun on my back, warming my up through my flimsy robe. It occured to me that I wasn’t leaving very much to the imagination – my robe was made of a pale, pink silk and was fairly sheer in the sunlight. The black outlines of my bra and thong were probably visible, if Troy were to look.

I cast another surreptitious glance at Troy’s jeans – that bulge was still there and it had grown significantly. Ohh myyyy, I thought. My pussy ached a little – I didn’t get lucky last night at the club, and while I had masturbated a little before I went to bed last night, my pussy was still craving the sensation of a real penis. For me, there was something about a real, hot and hard cock that even the best dildo couldn’t match.

A plan began to take form. Maybe Troy could be a little more handy than just installing these office blinds, I thought.

I stood up, ostensibly to take a closer look at the installation process. Standing right by his side, I began to ask about the new blinds. As he put the finishing touches in place, Troy began to explain how the new cordless system worked, demonstrating how to raise and lower the blinds. I tried to listen, but I was distracted no end by the rippling muscles of his forearms – he must work out, I thought.

“So, um, you can adjust the top rail too?” I asked. “I kinda like the light to come in, but I don’t want passerbys to be able to watch me work.”

“Oh yes, ma’am. Just press here.” Troy reached past me – I wasn’t giving him much room – and inadvertently brushed against my right breast as he reached for the little plastic doohickey that controlled the blinds.

I feigned a little ignorance. “How does that work?” I asked in my best ditzy voice. I leaned in to look up at the top rail of the blinds. With Troy’s hand on the adjustment mechanism, and me on my tippy toes straining to peek at the top of the blinds, we were more or less leaning against each other. We were so close I could feel his breath on my neck. Was it my fevered imagination or was his breath coming a little faster?

As I turned towards Troy, I let my robe slip off one shoulder, flashing him a glimpse of my creamy skin and the dark lace of my bra. Oops, I thought again. If he didn’t take the bait now, I guess I would leave him alone and let him finish up. After all, there’s always Mr Hitachi in the bedroom, waiting.

But I had him. Troy’s eyes were transfixed onto my heaving bosom. His breathing was definitely not as relaxed. And I could feel a hardness pressing into my hip.

I slipped the robe off my other shoulder, letting it pool around my waist.

“Troy, is there something you like the look of?” I whispered. He nodded. “Would you like to touch them?” He nodded again, breathing fast.

I cupped my creamy mounds, pushing them towards him. “Go on,” I urged. His hands – shaking a little – reached forward tentatively. One of his thumbs brushed my erect nipple, making me moan. I pulled the thin lace aside, to allow him better contact with my skin. His thumb – calloused from the time spent working casino siteleri his hands – continued to rub the hard little nub of my nipple. Jolts of pleasure flew through my body – I really liked having my breasts played with. And given that I’m a pert 34D, men seem to really like playing with them as well. Such a win-win, most of the time.

Troy seemed to like it as well. He now had both breasts in his hands, rubbing little delicate circles around my aching nipples, breathing hard. He looked up at me, as if to ask for permission, and then in a urgent swoop, bent down and took one breast into his mouth. He sucked urgently on one nipple, then ran his hot mouth over the other, torturing them each one in turn. “Oh, yessssssss, that’s right …” I moaned.

His mouth traced a hot path down my belly, his stubble tickling me. When he reached my robe, he yanked the ties loose, letting the fabric pool around my ankles. He paused for a moment, taking in the view of me wantonly leaning against the window sill, naked except for a tiny lace thong. “Don’t stop now,” I breathed. I curled my hips up to him, beckoning him on.

He rolled down my thong, trailing kisses down to my hot, hot centre. My lips were already puffy with want, and I could feel how wet I had already become. I spread my legs slightly, and Troy dived in, licking and lapping at my slick opening. His tongue teased my slit with gentle, pointed licks, and then flattened itself against my clit, grinding away at it and sending delicious sparks of pleasure to my very core. He repeated this erotic caress again and again until I was mewing with need. “Ohh, don’t stop,” I gasped. “I’m so close.”

Troy slid a finger, then two, then three into my creamy hole as he continued lapping vigorously at my clit. I could feel my pleasure cresting like a big, blue wave in my mind – I was but a mere surfer on this highway of desire. Troy clamped his lips around my clit now, suckling it hard, teasing it with his teeth. His fingers twisted and curled within me, sending juddering spasms of sensation through my body, and as he twisted and pressed and licked and sucked the bright wave of pleasure in my mind crested and I came, hard, all over his fingers.

I collapsed to my knees, spent from the ferocity of this orgasm, but still driven by desire. I unbuttoned Troy’s jeans, eager to repay the favour. His penis sprang forth – huger than I had thought, thicker than it had looked, its purple head bulging – Troy was circumcised too, what a bonus!

Now, I love giving head. Especially to circumcised cocks. I love driving men crazy with tender licks up and down their aching pole. So I went to work on Troy. Gripping the base of his magnificent penis – almost as big as a can of coke – I began licking his shaft like the meat lollipop it was. Slurping all the way up, and then a gentle, teasing lick of his bulbous head before starting again from the bottom. Again and again.

“Just put it in your mouth. Please,” Troy groaned. I redoubled my teasing – pausing on each lap to take just the very tip of his head into my hot mouth, delicately licking the precum from his urethral opening, gently teasing the wrinkle of skin where the head and shaft meet, before starting the tantalizing upward journey again. Lick. Lick. Again and again.

“More,” begged Troy. This time, I gave in and took his huge head into my mouth. Because of his girth, I could barely fit the whole head into my mouth, but certainly tried my best. Troy started bucking against my mouth, trying to cram more bahis siteleri of his giant cock in there. My lips were stretched as far as they could, slick with spit and precum, I tried to take as much as I could, but couldn’t get much more than that fat bulbous head of his. My hand stroked his shaft as I sucked away. I could feel him stiffening in my hand –

“Wait,” I said. “I want you to fuck me before you come.” I wanted a proper, deep dicking and I was going to get it. I got on my hands and knees, and spun around, presenting myself to him. Troy needed no further invitation. He grasped my hips, and pressed his huge cock against my opening. I gasped – it was larger than I’d ever fucked. Even though his member was slick with my spit and our combined juices, it was agonizing work, getting him to fit.

I could feel his head parting my lips, the sensation of my labia stretching to accommodate his girth. Slowly, inch by gradual inch, he pushed his way up my tight passage. My pussy spasmed over and over again under his ceaseless onslaught, as if it were desperately trying to suck his cock further in. “Ohhhhhhhh,” I groaned.

When he finally made it in, he paused to let me adjust to the new sensations. My pussy continued to pulse around his hard cock. As I gently rocked back and forth, I could feel my cream slowly spread around his member, lubricating it. Soon, it was slickly moving back and forth, his head rubbing against my G spot, just the way I liked it. I began moaning loudly.

“Harder now,” I begged. Troy obligingly began thrusting deeper. I could feel his balls slap against my ass, his head bumping against my cervix on every thrust. My orgasm began to build – another swell on the horizon, inexorably rolling towards shore. A wave of pleasure began to build and build.

Troy was fucking me hard now, grunting with each stroke, gripping my hips tight. I arched my back, pushing back to meet his every thrust. I normally find it difficult to orgasm vaginally without any extra clit stimulation but the way his penis was stretching my labia, filling my cunt, was sending shivers all through my body. The wave was now huge – a storm swell, terrifying and immense.

My world was reduced to a single minded focus on the sensation building deep inside me – all i cared about was the friction and pleasure of his cock stroking in and out, rubbing against my passage. Again and again. Panting and mewing as I rose to meet his cock as it slammed home.

The wave crested and in my mind’s eye I was spinning, falling, lost in the rush. Somewhere elsewhere, faintly, I could hear Troy roaring as he came as well, jets of cum splashing against my pussy walls, my cunt spasming over and over again, pleasure vibrating through me.

Exhausted and spent, we lay there on the floor for a brief moment, before we collected ourselves and began to stir. I put my robe back on, ignoring the pile of soggy underwear on the floor. My pussy already ached from the pounding it received – I would be feeling this for a week, I thought.

“Thank you, er, Troy?” I breathed. “That was very nice. Excuse me while I go clean up,ok?” He nodded.

I returned from my shower, but he had gone already. All that was left, was a Budget Blinds customer comment card, a return envelope and a handwritten note. “It was nice for me too. Very. If you could say so in writing, that would be even better,” it read. And a smiley face. And his phone number.

So, I did.

Salesperson – good, I wrote.

Installation – excellent.

Quality of service – well, that’s excellent too.

Would you recommend us? Most definitely.

And then the comments: Troy definitely ensured I was 100% satisfied with the installation process. I will be ordering blinds again. Thank you for the wonderful service!

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