Sometimes his hands are in my panties before I know it.  
Sometimes my mouth is magnetically attracted to his cock.  
Sometimes I just have to have him taste me.  
Sometimes I beg to be spanked.  
Sometimes he spanks me anyway.  
Sometimes hard.  
Sometimes he fucks me with his fingers.  
Sometimes I cum all over him.  
Sometimes he talks dirty.  
Sometimes we talk about fucking other girls.  
Sometimes he enters me from behind.  
Sometimes he puts his full weight on me.  
Sometimes I feel as though his cock is splitting me in two.  
Sometimes I rub my clit.  
Sometimes I'm on top.  
Sometimes he flexes his muscles so it rubs me just the right way inside.  
Sometimes I bounce up and down uncontrollably.  
Sometimes I grind my clit up against his body.  
Sometimes I slowly allow him to enter my ass.  
Sometimes I scream at the top of my lungs.  
Sometimes I wonder if I wake up the neighbors.  
Sometimes we spoon-fuck.  
Sometimes he rubs my clit.  
Sometimes I grind into him so hard I hurt in the morning from using muscles I didn't know I had.  
Sometimes I'm tired afterwards. 
Sometimes I'm hungry.  
Always, I am satisfied.
 
 

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Sometimes . . . you just make it up as you go along. You feed your needs, and revel in the freedom to do so.
One of the many things that makes sex a beautiful pursuit.
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