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At the same time, I slipped two fingers inside her soaking wet pussy, giving her a sensation of fullness –

And whispered, “Come for me.”

For a split second, I saw her eyes as she climaxed –

Before she threw her head back and arched up off the mattress, screaming bloody murder.

I felt her pussy tighten around my fingers, pulsing with the contractions of her orgasm.

I gently circled my fingertip around her clit as she continued to come.

Ten seconds… twenty seconds… thirty…

She kept going.

Finally, her screams became moans.

I caressed her slower and slower, as her orgasm began to tail off…

And then gently withdrew my fingers.

I touched them to my tongue and tasted her.

She was sweet and musky all at once, like honey with a hint of smoke.

She collapsed back onto the bed, her body trembling, her legs shaking uncontrollably.

I slowly rubbed her thighs, more of a sensual massage than a sexual touch, until she stopped quivering.

I walked around the side of the bed and unlooped the scarf from her right arm…

Then walked around and did the same with the left.

She lay on the bed looking up at me, her hair tousled and face flushed. “Oh… my GOD.”

I smiled with the pride of a job well done.

She wouldn’t forget tonight – not for the rest of her life.

“So… what happens next?” she purred.

I looked at my watch. “My driver’s only here for another 10 minutes, so I better go.”

Then I turned and headed towards the door.

“WHAT?!” she cried out.

“I wouldn’t want to be presumptuous about staying too long,” I said over my shoulder.

Then I walked out.

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Ihad to stop myself from laughing as I heard her heels clacking on the hardwood floor behind me.

“You fucking ASSHOLE!” she shouted as she came up behind me –

At which point I turned, wrapped my arms around her, leaned her backwards as I swept her off her feet –

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