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He slides his fingers into my back entrance. I close my eyes at the sensation. He pushes them in deep. “Oh. Trevor.” He starts to pump them in and out, at an immediately hard pace.

With his other hand, he reaches around to my pussy, spreads my lips and runs his fingers through me. He brings his fingers up to his mouth and sucks on them, with a look of euphoria on his face. “Hmm, I missed your taste.”

I’m moaning. I don’t really care what he does to me at this point. It’s been a while since someone gave me what I really like. Trevor never fails me with his creativity.

He reaches around again and starts methodical circles on my clit, while still pumping in and out of my back entrance.

“Oh god, Trevor. That feels good.”

He whispers in my ear, “I know it does. I know what you need.” No one understands my body like he does. No one ever has. Not even Dennis.

He continues with both hands, driving me wild. I’m feeling him everywhere.

He picks up the pace on the back, knowing that I’m close. “Come for me, Sexy.” A few more pumps, a few more circles, and that’s it. My entire body convulses as I explode onto his fingers. I come so hard, in a way I haven’t in a very long time. Probably about six months.

My legs nearly give out. Thankfully he has me pinned to the tree with his body, or I may collapse from the pleasure.

“That’s it.” He keeps going until he’s sure I’m done.

He pulls his fingers out of me. I’m panting, but I manage to get out, “I need more, Trevor.”

He spanks me hard. I moan. “You’ll get it when I decide it’s time.”

He turns me around to face him, as he pulls out his fat cock. I definitely missed that delicious view. I instinctively go to wrap my hand around it, but he grabs my wrist. “No time for that. I need to fuck you.”

He quickly sheaths himself in a condom, and then holds my face and kisses me.

I’ve missed kissing him too. He’s such a good kisser. He’s so passionate with his big lips. It’s never a means to an end with him. It’s something he genuinely enjoys. Every time he kisses me, it’s like he thinks it’s going to be the last, so he wants to savor it. It’s so calm, in stark contrast to the way he fucks me.

Eventually I pull away and look up at him, completely out of breath. “Trevor, I need you inside me. Please.”

He nods and smiles as he leans my back against the tree, pulls my legs up and around him, and places his tip at my entrance. “You ready to be fucked?Reallyfucked?” I close my eyes and nod. My body is buzzing with anticipation of what’s to come.

He slams into me all at once, not remotely taking it slow. He’sextremelybig, but that doesn’t stop him. He doesn’t give me a second to acclimate, knowing that pain pleasure push is what I like. What I need. I get off on the moment the pain morphs into pleasure, but you can’t have that pleasure moment without a little pain. He knows it.

He starts right off at a punishing pace. I feel the burn, and I love it. My back is rubbing on the bark of the tree, but I don’t care. This feels too good. He feels too good.

I pull hard on his hair, and watch him as he moans. He loves the pain too. I bite his lip, and he moans again.

He returns his fingers into my back entrance. He pumps them at the same hard pace as his cock. “Yes, Trevor. Keep going. Harder.” He listens to me, as he pounds his body and fingers into mine.

At some point, he notices how badly my back is rubbing on the tree. “Cassandra, lock your arms and legs around me.” I do, and he pulls me off of the tree. He bounces me up and down on his cock and fingers. Somehow, he manages the same perfect rhythm, even without the support of the tree.

I use my arms and inner thighs to help with the up and down. I pull his face to mine so we can kiss. I’m moaning into his mouth, which only makes him crazier. I bite his lip again, and he goes faster. I scratch my nails deep down his back. I know how much he loves when I do that. Especially when I leave marks.

He keeps up this insane pace, giving me everything I need. He’s bouncing me around as if I weigh nothing. His strength and stamina are mind-boggling. I’ve never been with a man quite like him.

The pressure in me is rapidly building again. I’m practically pulling his hair out of his head. The pleasure becomes too much. I scream his name as I detonate into another orgasm. If anyone is remotely nearby, they’ll probably call the police.

He eventually slows down. “God, I miss the way you look when you come. It’s so hot.” He places a soft kiss on my lips. “I need you to finish me. I need the Cassandra special.” I smile at that name.

He leans back and sits on the ground, without leaving my body. He lifts my shirt above my bra, and grabs my ass. He leans over and bites my nipple through my bra. “You know you’re the only woman who can get me off like this?” I didn’t know that, but it certainly makes me happy.

With that, I start sliding up and down. He uses my ass to help, slamming me down onto him each time. I again grab fistfuls of his hair as I move up and down at my own punishing pace. He pulls down my bra, squeezes my breasts, and sucks on my nipples. “Oh yea, Cass. That’s it, baby. No one feels like you do. No one rides my cock like you do.”

If I didn’t get a good workout during my run, I certainly am now. I’m at a frantic pace, as I pound down onto him and circle my hips. His eyes roll to the back of his head.

Eventually, he squeezes my ass hard as he grunts loudly into his own orgasm.

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