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really wasn’t that great a cook—if he thought I were that good, it really must have been a long time since he had had a home-cooked meal…
     
    He patted his swollen belly and I could only grin as I reached out and undid his belt again. I unzipped his pants and pulled out his flaccid cock. Well, if I weren’t going to get any of the meal I had made, I would need to eat something, I decided…
     
    I got down on my knees and ran my tongue along his cock, swirling it around his hot chafed flesh, tasting the musky sourness of my juices still on his dick.
     
    Crow groaned with delight and ran his fingers through my thick dark hair, pressing his hips forward as his cock grew. Damn, but it was huge already.
     
    Part of me still couldn’t believe that I had managed to fit that whole thing inside of my pussy, let alone my mouth.
     
    Now, I ran my tongue along his hardening, throbbing shaft. Grunts spilled out of his mouth as I ran my tongue up to the tip of his cock and suckled hard, swirling my tongue all around his thick, red knob of flesh.
     
    “You just keep getting better and better at this. You’re really a natural” he said with a grunt, his cock twitching.
     
    Once he was fully hard, I let him over to the couch in the living room. I made him lie down and I mounted him, slowly lowering myself onto his hot, hard length. I threw my head back and gasped as I felt my weight take me all the way down onto his cock, his huge girth digging deep into me.
     
    “Oh, god…” I murmured in delight, gripping my tits and twisting my nipples with hunger as I began to grind my pussy against him. I didn’t even bounce at first—all I did was grind against his tight, firm abs and crotch, feeling the pressure in my clit build.
     
    It grew faster and faster and my breath spilled out of my mouth faster and faster as I gasped, whimpering with each movement.
     
    “You’re still tight as hell,” grunted Crow from beneath me. He gripped my ass tight, massaging my butt cheeks and sliding his fingers in between my crack. He pressed one finger into my back hole and I gasped, eyes widening. I had never had anything back there but…
     
    Boy, did it feel good! I rocked back and forth, allowing his finger to penetrate me and making me ride his cock more and more, whimpering and shaking as the hungry pleasure built in my pussy.
     
    Finally, I began to ride. I began to bounce. I pressed myself all the way off of him before dropping down, letting his length dig deep into me, pressing in deeper and deeper. I felt so full, so satisfied with him inside of me.
     
    Words fail me as I try to explain it. I felt like he fit perfectly inside of me. Just big enough to stretch me and make me whimper but not so big that it hurt.
     
    I could only gasp and moan as I rode him, my hips tightening, clenching and unclenching around his finger and around his cock.
     
    Faster and faster I rode, bouncing and driving my clit against his crotch. He grunted with each of my descents, his cock rubbing deliciously against the walls of my cunt as I came down on him. I felt him start to tighten and twitch, right at the same moment that I myself began to cum. I threw my head back once again and screamed as orgasm wracked my body, my hips shaking, my boobs shaking, my pussy convulsing and spasming.
     
    For his part, I felt his cock exploding inside of me, shooting stream after stream of hot seed deep into my womb.
     
    I didn’t even care if I got pregnant from this. That would be a bridge I would cross when I came to it. For the moment, nothing seemed more important than having him inside of me, or, if I couldn’t, than having a piece of him inside of me, to keep.
     
    Finally, we finished our orgasms. I lay against him, pressed my face into his neck. We enjoyed the after glow for several minutes, kissing lazily and letting our breath return to normal.
     
    “I should go,” Crow said finally.
     
    “I know.”
     
    “You can’t come with