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He looked down at my breasts. My headlights were on. His gaze followed the rising and falling of my rib cage, and I found myself breathing incredibly deep. I wanted his hands on me. Slowly, I pulled up my T-shirt. My nipples were in plain sight. He pushed me back and tweaked my nipples between his fingers. I gasped. He started to kiss my breasts, but he stopped as he gazed down my stomach to my navel. I knew I didn't have a stop traffic belly button, so I wondered what he was looking at it. "So many beauty marks," he said. I grimaced. "Two hundred and thirty-two to be exact," I said. "And they are everywhere." His eyebrows raised. "You counted them?" I nodded and reached for my zipper. He helped me undo my jeans. Getting between my legs, he kissed my belly, wiggling his tongue deep in my belly button. God, I hoped there wasn't any current lint. He got to his feet and unzipped his pants. His hard cock sprang out and it stared me in the eyes. I thought he was going to go for a hot mouth encounter, but he lowered it down to my belly button. I'd never had a cock pressed into my belly button before. It was kinky beyond belief. Fascinated by his devoted attention to my naval, I watched his expression as he started to pull off my T-shirt. I wondered what he had next in mind. Lifting my arm, he gave my underarm a good, sopping lick before he pressed it back to my side and slid his cock inside. It felt incredible hot in there as he fucked the depths, his balls slapping my skin. I reached around and squeezed his butt. His flesh was firm. I gripped him harder. "Where else do you want to put it, big boy?" I asked. I glanced around his waist to the deck and saw no one was watching. I laid back on the bench and squeezed my breasts together. He slid his cock in between them. I gripped his ass with both hands, his cock brushing my chin as he fucked my cleavage. "I want you inside me," I begged. He fucked me as if he had all the time in the world. Every stroke shook my breasts as if they were made from jelly. My body was warm and sweaty. He smelled like musk and earth. I tried to keep my mouth shut, but I couldn't. The moment I opened it, he slid in a finger. I sucked it for all I was worth. He picked up the pace, seizing the sides of my thighs and pushing my legs up higher. My eyes widened as he slid my ankles around his neck and sat back so his hands were free. With every stroke, he squeezed my breasts in rhythm. I reached down and played with my clit. Everything was so wet. My flesh began buzzing head to toe. My toes curled as an orgasm built up inside me and let go. It was like a flash of light. My ears rang. My limbs went numb. I heard him coming. My ankles slid off his neck. He spread my thighs wider, lumbered on top of me and fucked me hard until his body jerked. I could feel his pulse inside me and the pounding of his heart against my breasts. Locking my legs around him, I held him tight. ------------------------------------------------------------------------
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