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Until it unrolled completely.

There was still an inch to go above the curly thatch of hair at the base of his cock.

Jesus.

I wasn’t sure I was going to be able to take it all…

But I was sure as hell willing to try.

I reached out, took his hand, and dragged him towards the cot.

I immediately lay on my back and pulled him down on top of me.

His weight pressing heavily against my body…

God it felt good.

I stroked his soft beard and stared into his crystal blue eyes…

And opened my legs to him all the way.

I could feel his hands brush against my thighs as he grabbed his cock, guiding it –

And then I felt it.

A glorious, pleasurable thickness easing inside me.

“Oh my God,” I gasped.

He was big.

And he felt AMAZING.

Plus, he was quite the gentleman. He went very slow so I could get used to him.

A little bit in, then a little bit out…

A little bit more in, then only partially withdrawing…

Very considerate of him.

But I was hungry to have that gorgeous cock all the way inside me –

And I wanted it NOW.

Plus I wanted to grab his ass, so I clutched it with my hands –

Ohhhhhhhhhh

Sunk my fingers into his flesh –

And forced all of him inside me.

Maybe… it was a little too fast.

I was drunk, after all.

Not the best judgment.

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