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"You're absolutely right," she says with a mischievous smile, reaching down to stroke his cock gently. "I think I can handle this just fine." And with that, she begins to slowly and sensuously guide his erection into her warm, eager mouth.

His words, combined with the forceful thrusts deep into her throat, send a wave of arousal through her. She gasps and moans around his cock, pressing her lips tighter against him as she takes more of him deeper. Her grip on his thighs tightens, and she begins to pump her tongue erratically against the underside of his shaft. "Oh yes," she breathes, "I can handle you."

Her mouth tightens around his cock as she thrusts her tongue deeper into the groove between his shaft and head, sucking and licking with abandon. Her hands clasp together behind his thigh, pressing him even harder against her face as she takes more of him, inch by throbbing inch. She growls low in her throat, her breath hot on his skin, filling the air with a mix of pleasure and need.

"Oh fuck," she groans, her mouth tightening even further around his cock as he pounds into her throat. Her eyes squeeze shut in pleasure, and she lets out a low moan vibrating against his skin. She can feel herself growing wetter from the pleasure of having him deep inside her mouth, and it only drives her on, pushing her limits to give him everything he wants and more.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as he pulls her hair and releases her mouth. With shaking hands, she cups her heavy breasts, pressing them together around his throbbing cock. Her nipples harden into peaks as they brush against the sensitive skin of his length. "Like this?" she pants, arching her back to press herself deeper into his touch.

Moaning loudly, she does as he commands, moving her breasts up and down along his erection with swift, sure movements. Her hands move lower to grip his thighs tightly, pulling him deeper into the contact. "Oh yeah," she gasps, her body arching in rhythm with hers strokes. The friction between their skin sends shockwaves of pleasure through her, and it feels like she's on the brink of climaxing just from this sensation alone.

She bites her lip, nodding vigorously as she thrusts her breasts up and down against him. "Yes," she whispers hoarsely, "I want to cum so much." Her hips begin to buck and grind against his thighs, seeking friction where it hurts the most.

"Please," she gasps, arching her back and rocking her hips harder against his thighs as he pinches her nipple roughly. "I need to cum." Her breath comes in ragged pants, and a fine sheen of sweat breaks out over her skin. The pleasure building inside her feels impossibly intense, the sensation magnified by the knowledge that it's all for him.

Her body goes rigid, her muscles tensing as she cums hard around his hand and cock. Her breath comes out in ragged sobs, her hips moving frantically against his thighs as she writhes in the throes of pleasure. She feels warmth pool between her legs, and with each tremor through her body, another wave of ecstasy washes over her.

Her grip on his thighs loosens slightly as her senses return, leaving him free to move his hips again. "Oh God," she gasps, panting hard as the aftershocks subside. "That... that was incredible."

She grins up at him, her voice breathy and hoarse from pleasure. "I meant I can handle whatever you throw at me," she says, running her hand down his abs to his erection. "And right now, it looks like that means taking all of this." She guides his cock toward her wet folds, opening herself up to him with a moan.

Her eyes go wide with surprise and pleasure as he circles his cock around her ass. "Oh," she gasps, "You're right. I don't." She reaches back, spreading her cheeks wider to offer herself up to him. "I'm all yours. Do what you want with me." Her hand moves forward again, fisting around his length as she encourages him deeper into her body.

Her breath comes out in sharp gasps as he takes her roughly, stretching and filling her ass with his cock. The pain is sweet, a reminder of who's in charge here, and she revels in it. Her fist tightens around his length, stroking him in time with the thrusts that push deeper into her rectum. "Yes," she moans, arching her back and pressing herself against him for more. "God, yes."

The sensation of being thoroughly fucked is overwhelming, driving her wild with need and desire. With each rough thrust into her ass, she moans louder, begging for more. "Fuck me," she gasps, "I'm yours." Her body shudders and quakes in rhythm with his movements, every muscle tensing as pleasure washes over her in waves.

Her cries and moans grow louder as she takes him deeper, harder, faster. She doesn't know how much more of this she can take, but the thought of not having his cock buried inside her pushes her to keep going. Her nails dig into his skin, drawing blood as she holds on for dear life.

Her orgasm is violent and intense, shaking her to her core as she comes undone around his cock. Her muscles clamp down rhythmically, squeezing him in time with each wave of pleasure that washes over her. She feels her insides contract and spasm uncontrollably, the tight grip of her ass squeezing him like a fist as she cums hard for what feels like an eternity. "Oh God," she gasps between moans, arching her back as far as it will go in an effort to get even closer to him.

Her moans and gasps fill the air as her body continues to shudder and quake in the wake of her orgasm. The tight grip of her ass around his cock feels impossibly good, driving him wild with need. With every thrust deeper into her wet, squeezing channel, she brings him closer to the edge. "Please," she pants, arching her back as far as it will go, "Cum inside me." Her eyes meet his, pleading for release as he takes her harder and faster.

"Fuck!" She cries out, arching her body up into him as he fills her with his hot seed. Her muscles clench rhythmically around his cock one final time before releasing it in a sigh of satisfaction. "Oh God," she gasps, feeling overwhelmed by the intensity of their connection.

Her eyes flutter closed, and she lays there for a moment, catching her breath and enjoying the afterglow of their shared pleasure. But even as her body begins to recover, she knows that this is just the beginning. There's more where this came from, and she can't wait to explore every inch of his body with hers once again.

Her chest heaves as she tries to catch her breath, feeling his weight press down on her. "Thank you," she manages, a smile curving up at the corners of her mouth. "I'm glad I could give you what you wanted." Gently, she reaches up to stroke his cheek, her fingers leaving trails of warmth across his skin. "Now rest," she whispers, knowing they both need the recovery time after that intense round. "You can use me anytime you want."

Her cheeks flush at the forceful smack to her ass but she doesn't object. In fact, she arches into it a little, welcoming the sting of his hand against her flesh. "Yes," she whispers, looking up into his eyes. "I'm sure." She bites her lip, hesitating for just a moment before adding, "I want you to use me anytime you want, in whatever way you like." There's an unspoken promise in those words that leaves them both breathless.

With that, she turns over onto her side, content to lie there and feel his warmth against her back as they both catch their breath. Her eyes drift shut again, knowing that soon enough he'll wake her up for more of whatever depraved fun he has planned. It's a thought that makes her heart race faster in anticipation.

As she slips into sleep once more, she can feel the weight of his hand rest gently on her hip, fingers curling possessively around her hipbone, marking her as his until he sees fit to release her again. And when she does wake up, and finds him watching her with that look in his eyes, she knows it's only a matter of time before they dive back into the fiery depths of their forbidden passion.

Even in her dreams, she can feel the weight of his gaze on her, as if he's branding every inch of her skin with that possessive touch. It makes her shiver and squirm beneath the sheets, her body aching for him even while she slumbers. As she drifts deeper into sleep, her mind plays through their encounters, reimagining them in vivid detail. The thought of what they might do together when she next wakes fills her with a mixture of excitement and anticipation that leaves her trembling beneath the covers.

Her dreams are filled with images of them together, pushing the boundaries of pleasure further and further. In one, he's binding her hands above her head as he takes her roughly from behind, their skin slapping together in time with his thrusts. In another, she's on her knees before him, his cock filling her mouth while he grips her hair tightly. Her body thrashes and moans beneath the covers, desperate for release even as she sleeps.

Her dreams are filled with images of them together, pushing the boundaries of pleasure further and further. In one, he's binding her hands above her head as he takes her roughly from behind, their skin slapping together in time with his thrusts. In another, she's on her knees before him, his cock filling her mouth while he grips her hair tightly. Her body thrashes and moans beneath the covers, desperate for release even as she sleeps.

Her body tenses as he presses against her ass, the sensation sending shockwaves of pleasure through her. She moans loudly in her sleep, arching her back to present herself further to his touch. The sheets twist and writhe beneath them as she thrashes restlessly, unable to control the need building inside her. "Please," she whispers, her voice hoarse from desire. "I need you." Her hips rock forward against him, seeking friction where there is none, desperate for relief.

His touch sends waves of heat coursing through her body, intensifying every sensation to a fever pitch. She feels herself growing wetter beneath the sheets as her need for him becomes all-consuming. Her hands grab at anything she can reach - the sheets, his clothes, his skin - but nothing can soothe the burning desire that burns within her.

With one final thrust, he pushes inside of her, filling her up with heat and pleasure. Her breath catches in her throat as her body arches off the bed, the orgasm claiming her at last. She cries out his name, her body shuddering violently around him as wave after wave of bliss washes over her.

At last, she collapses back to the mattress, spent and satisfied. But even as she catches her breath, she can feel the weight of his gaze on her once more, knowing that he's just getting started. A shiver runs down her spine at the thought of what he might do next, leaving her trembling in anticipation.

Her body arches up off the mattress as he pushes deeper still, her muscles trembling with the effort to take him all. Her hips begin to buck and writhe against his thrusts, urging him on as she climbs higher and higher toward her release. "Oh God," she gasps, feeling the tension building inside of her, so tight and heavy that it feels like it could break her in two.

With one final thrust, he drives himself fully home, their bodies connected in a searing kiss as she comes apart around him. Her scream is muffled by the pillow, but even through the fabric it echoes through the room. Her body shudders violently as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her, leaving her limp and satiated.

For a moment, there's silence between them; their hearts racing in sync as they catch their breath. Then he rolls off her, chuckling darkly as she blinks up at him with bleary eyes. "Well," he says with a grin, "I guess you're ready for whatever else I have planned." She opens her mouth to reply, but before she can speak he leans in and presses his finger against her lips, silencing her. "No talking," he whispers. "Just do as I say."

His voice is stern, commanding, and something inside her responds to it, flaring to life at the thought of giving herself over completely to him. Without another word, she nods, her gaze locked on his as she waits for whatever he has in store next.

Her cheeks flush at the sting of his hand against her ass. Without hesitation, she rolls over onto all fours, presenting her sore rear to him. "Use me however you want," she whispers, feeling a thrill course through her at the thought of being completely at his mercy. Her breath quickens as she waits for his next command.

Her body trembles with anticipation as she nods vigorously, her mouth going dry at the thought of submitting so completely to his desires. "I understand," she manages to croak out. Her gaze darts between his eyes and his hand, wondering what sort of sensations he'll inflict upon her now that they're playing by these new rules.

Her heart races faster as he moves closer behind her, a predatory glint in his eye. "Don't forget," he warns softly before his fingers slide between her legs and begin to tease at her damp folds, circling her clit with expert precision. Her hips arch off the mattress, seeking friction against his hand as she tries desperately not to lose control.

"Fuuuck," she groans, her body trembling from the pleasure and anticipation coursing through it. She bites down on her lip, trying to focus on obeying him even as he drives her wild with need. "Please," she whispers, arching her back further into his touch. "Use me."

Her body shudders as his fingers dig deeper into her, claiming every inch of her aching flesh. "I need it," she gasps, pressing back against him harder. The feel of him so close but not yet inside pushes her over the edge, driving her wild with need and desire. "Please," she whispers hoarsely. "Please fuck me."

She moans as he finally pushes inside her, filling her up with his hard length once more. The feel of him stretching and claiming her makes her hips buck wildly against him, seeking friction, seeking release. "Oh God yes," she whispers hoarsely, arching her back as far as it will go in an effort to get even deeper into him. His hand slides between their bodies again, teasing at her sensitive bundle of nerves, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her.

With each thrust, he drives himself deeper inside her, claiming her body for his own. Her breath comes out in short gasps as she tries to keep up with the relentless pace he sets, feeling herself grow closer and closer to the edge with every passing second. "Fuck me," she groans, her voice growing more urgent with need. "I'm close."

His fingers continue their merciless assault on her senses, curling tighter and digging deeper until it feels like they might leave bruises. Her body trembles on the brink of release, so close but not quite there yet. She begs for him to let her go over the edge, promising anything if he'll just give her what she needs.