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I did not write this story. I do not have the author's name on file.
Enjoy, but do not request reposting or e-mail version. -JC


     Britney rolled off Dave.  She attacked his
pants.  I couldn't see her face, but her hands
were ripping at Dave's belt.  Now DAVE was pumping
his hips.  He was unbuttoning his shirt.  Britney
finished with his pants.  She jerked his shorts
down so hard I heard them rip.  Dave's huge,
swollen cock waved stiffly.  Britney rose to her
knees.  Her back was to me.  She swung her leg
over Dave as if she was mounting a horse.  She
reached down with both hands.  She rubbed the head
of Dave's prick up and down her hot, wet cunt
three times.  I heard Dave groan in pleasure.
Then, in one sharp move of her hips, Britney
impaled herself on Dave's cock.

     I heard Dave gasp.  Britney let out a sort of
bubbly groan.  Then her ass muscles flexed.  She
rode Dave's pole, rocking her hips.  She was
breathing hard, making little "uhn" sounds between
breaths.  Now Dave was breathing hard.  His deeper
"ahn" sounds mixed with Britney's high "unhs." I
could even hear the squishy sounds of Dave's organ
sliding in and out of Britney.

     Britney shrieked.  It was a shrill, "Oh god!"
Her hips froze.  Dave's were still pumping.  She
shrieked again.  Then she fell forward onto Dave.
Her hands grabbed at his head, his hair.  Her
frantic lips sought his neck, his face.  She was
sobbing and moaning.  Dave was still pumping.
Britney's whole body rose and fell with his
violent strokes.  The I heard Dave cry out.  It
was a deep, incoherent growl, almost a roar.  He
arched his back, raising Britney off the bed.  She
lay on top of him.  Her smooth, silky body writhed
against his.  I could almost hear Dave's cum
shooting into Britney.  She could feel it, deep
inside her, hot, wet, filling her vagina,
splashing into her womb.  Dave pumped and pumped,
each time lifting Britney off the bed, until he
pumped himself dry.

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