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  "Fuck me Russ, fuck me!" she moaned excitedly. No longer worried that I would hurt her, I thrust my cock deeply into her wet-velvet pussy, meeting her thrusts upon me with equal force. The sounds of our flesh coming together, slapping in the heat of our lusts and desires, became a symphony of passion that escalated with each passing moment until the crescendo of the song we'd created together reached it's penultimate conclusion. In harmony that only the two of us could have so perfectly performed together, we came. As Trina's ear-splitting scream echoed about the room, I felt hello my futuregirlfriends prick swell, the jettison of my cream flooding the walls of her quim with such force that for a moment, I thought I had died.  




  The cry of pleasure I heard somewhere off in the distance of hello my futuregirlfriends mind , was my own. Joining hers in a final encore that brought down the house, I briefly imagined a crowd all standing, clapping their hands approvingly at the magnificent performance they had just witnessed. "Oh my God Russ, that was incredible!" Trina near shouted. "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" she exclaimed, smothering me with a thousand tiny kisses. "No...thank you Trina!" I said with as much meaning behind that as I could muster. "Again?" she asked seconds later. I was still hard. "Oh hell yes," I replied. "We have all night together." "Well, at least until Christy gets home," Trina reminded me. Thank God for Viagara. # I had folded the laundry, including theirs, setting everything inside the laundry basket, which I carried upstairs, towards their room. I could hear the sound of their voices coming from it even though the door was fully closed this time. Reaching the top of the stairs, I placed the laundry basket on the floor a safe distance away, turned, and headed back down towards the living room.  
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