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Her smell was like ambrosia,
The nectar of gods,
Her pheromones lingered,
I got a boner. What are the odds?
She licked her lips,
And gave a devilish grin,
She approched me with,
A seductive sway to her hips,
She grabbed my dick,
She tugged and pulled,
I faught back,  
As hard as I could.
I was about to eplode,
She stopped abruptly,
She took me to the bed,
Bent over, looked back and said
"Please fuck me!"
Who was I to deny,
This woman her pleasure?
I mean after all,
I enjoyed this as well
To a good measure.
She spread her legs,
And shoved finger inside,
Licked it off and started to beg
I quickly complied,
I placed the head of my cock at her entrance
She was so wet
My dick started to slide
It spread her pussy lips
And took hold of her womb
My dick was completly buried
Inside her trap, it was inescapable,
Like a tomb
I pulled back but it sucked me back in,
We played this tug of war battle
Both determined to win
Finnally her knees started to wobble
She reached her climax
And so did I,
This could be trouble.
I tried to pull out,
But she held me in place
I looked at her woefully
But saw an erotic look on her face
It gushed out in thick strong streams,
It spurted against her womb
God I love her screams
Six strong spurts
Then one last spasm
I pulled out
But instantly wished I hadnt
Her stomach was bulging slightly
It was under pressure
I pulled out causeing her ever more pleasure
She squirted her love fluids mixed in with my own
Her pussy was made for me
My cock had found a home