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    The Porn Chronicles: A bunch of one-shots under a common book title. – (Chapter: Present for the Tour 2)

    I switched to her other nipple as I began to rock my hips, sliding only the first half in and out, not ready to give it all to her yet.  I pulled back once I was satisfied with sucking her nipples.  I stopped pumping and lifted my self back up to being fully on my arms.  I stared down at her as I pulled the dildo out until only the head was in then thrust the whole thing deep inside her.

    Her eyes bulged out as she screamed behind her gag, but I didn’t stop.  I didn’t even bother to build up to a good, raw fucking; I just did it.  I was slamming the dildo into her fast, hard, and deep, showing her pussy no mercy.  Her eyes rolled into the back of her head as I enjoyed her extremely tight pussy.  This ice dildo would keep her nice and tight no matter how many tights we fucked; I loved it.

    I could tell by the sounds she was making that she was close.  I didn’t hesitate and I instead tried to go even faster, harder, and deeper.  The adrenaline was pumping through me and I felt like I had enough energy to lift an 18-wheeler.  I couldn’t stop.

    Even when I knew she was cumming so damn hard and would probably pass out, I kept pushing it.  I only stopped when my orgasm took me by surprise and knocked the wind out of me.  I collapsed on top of her, panting.  My breathing was ragged and it seemed impossible for me to catch my breath.  I looked up as best I could and Spencer had passed out as I had expected.

    I took a few minutes to recover then used the last of my strength to undo all the restraints and put them in a pile on the floor.  Her body was littered with marks and bruises; there might have even been a couple cuts.  I got a wet, cold cloth then wiped our bodies down.  I got two waters out of the fridge and placed hers on the nightstand while I took several sips of my own.

    I then cuddled up with her limp body and, after a minute or two, she looked at me with her beautiful, blue eyes.  She smiled lazily at me and closed her eyes again.  I smiled softly and tucked her hair behind her ear.  I then reached behind me and grabbed her water bottle.

    “Baby, you need to drink some water.”

    She grumbled and nodded, sitting up a little with my help.  I slowly poured the water into her mouth a little at a time until she shook her head to tell me that she had had enough.  I put the water down and cuddle up with her again.  I gave her a little Eskimo kiss and relaxed ready to sleep when she mumbled something.

    “What was that love?”

    She spoke in a hoarse whisper that was still slightly mumbled, “I didn’t get to taste you.”

    I smiled softly and reached for a G-pop.  I used my water to rinse it off a bit then shook it dry.  I put it between my legs and gently pushed it inside of me with a groan.  I moved it around a little then carefully pulled it out. 

    “Open your mouth.”  She did so and I slid the pop into her mouth, “Just don’t bite down on it.”

    She nodded and grasped the stick and began sucking on it.  As I watched her, I slowly drifted off to sleep as I once again thought to myself that I needed to thank Aiden for the gift of love.

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