VII.
Mounting the Mound
::(1)::
Jolanda kept her pace, her breath whining.
I saw sweat forming in dew upon her skin
then run in rivers down her body shining
as she orgasmed her mouth twisted into a grin.
Laughing a bit embarrassed she coyly confessed:
"I cant help feeling a tiny shade of shame,
'cause I masturbated while Igot undressed,
so I was already hot as hell when I came.
And if you feel like you've been cheated,
don't worry, this night is far from over yet.
If this here little lady feels well treated
there's
no limit to how far we can get.
They seem to be shaking, these hands of mine,
So do be a good boy and give me some wine."
::(2)::
Her promises made me obey without delay
and I carefully brought some wine to her lips.
She swallowed then put the glass back on the tray
then let her hands run slowly over her hips.
Jolanda spread her legs wide lifting her knees
and whispered:" I want you right here on top.
Come, let me guide your eager cock, oh please.
I feel like I could go on without stop.
As I started penetrating her, slowly at first
Jolanda pulled me close and started kissing
me long, hot and deep, then she softly cursed:
"Hell, nice girls don't know what they're missing.
Now fuck me hard and long and fast.
You can have my ass if you make it last."
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