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a second and a third

My cock pushed into her,
Stretching her,
Forcing her to accommodate it.

Earlier,
She had told me that,
Wet enough,
Aroused enough,
One cock was the same as another,
She couldn’t tell them apart,
And didn’t really care to.

My hands gripped her ass,
Picked up her hips,
So that my angle was perfect,
So that my strokes would,
Fill her completely,
Rub against her clit,
And rake against her g-spot,
Cause her groin to buck up,
Against mine.

Earlier,
She had told me,
The hands gripping her ass,
Aligning her cunt precisely,
For a cock’s entry,
Were indistinguishable,
One hand from another.

I pulled out completely,
Every time,
So that her cunt would have to,
Again and again,
Sretch to,
Accommodate my cock,
On every stroke.

Earlier,
She had said she liked,
The feeling of the initial,
Penetration,
The stretching of her cunt,
To accommodate,
A cock entering her,
Filling her completely,
Stoking its way inside her,
Rubbing along her clit,
And against her g-spot.

My thrusts into her,
Slowly,
Then faster,
Always beginning with,
The head of my cock,
Just parting her cunt lips,
Always including,
Rubbing my shaft along her clit,
Caressing against her g-spot,
Always ending with,
My groin tight against hers,
Grinding my pelvis bone,
Against her clit.

Earlier,
She had told me,
One cock,
Parting her cunt lips,
Driving down her cunt,
Its shaft rubbing,
First along her clit,
Then against her g-spot,
Was as arousing as another.

My orgasm,
Accompanied her’s,
My hands laid her hips,
Back on the bed,
My satiated cock,
Pulled from within her,
Still dripping my cum,
And her wetness
Down onto her,
Messily wet pussy,
And its still gaping open cunt.

Earlier,
She had told me,
One orgasm left her,
Wanting,
Another.

It was with that in mind,
That my tongue,
Found her pussy,
Licked,
Kissed,
Sucked,
Her clit,
While my fingers,
Parted her cunt lips,
Stroked within her,
Caressed her g-spot,
And,
Provided her with a,
Second,
And then a,
Third,
Orgasm.

Earlier,
She had told me,
That one night of,
Sex,
Was much like another.

Now,
After her third,
She told me,
That this night,
Had not been,
Anything like,
Any other.
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