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Last night, I had an unforgettable encounter with a captivating man that was filled with pleasure and excitement. Despite knowing that I had an early morning ahead, he had a cunning plan to tempt me into staying longer, craving the pleasure he could provide.

As I hurriedly prepared for the day, he couldn’t withstand lavishing kisses upon my neck, sending shivers down my spine. My body, already willing and aroused from waking up, found it difficult to withstand his persistent touch. And with the added pressure of running a bit late, I found myself surrendering to the temptation that awaited me. Succumbing to desire, I dropped to my knees, my lips enveloping every inch of his throbbing masculinity. His satisfaction was palpable as he firmly placed his hand on the back of my head, encouraging me to take him deeper. Who would have imagined that a hint of sensual constraint could build such an exhilarating begin to the morning?

I lavished my attention on his member for a while, relishing in the sensations that it stirred within me. But as he whispered that he was on the edge of climax, my own eagerness took hold. I yearned for him to finish inside me, so I urged him to sit on the edge of the bed, straddling him with anticipation. Slowly, I let his hardness slide into the embrace of my warm and willing center, reveling in the blissful sound of our joining. Each deliberate movement heightened the intensity, as I rode him gently at first, savoring the exquisite connection between our bodies.

As the intoxicating pleasure built within me, I couldn’t withstand picking up the pace, my curves rhythmically meeting his thighs with each sensual bounce. His hands firmly held my waist, trusting in the power of my ardent body to bring us to a climax. The minutes slipped by unnoticed as the late hour only fueled my determination to experience the ultimate release. So I continued to ride him with increasing fervor, whispering tantalizing words into his ear, igniting desire and passion within him. His grip on me tightened, mirroring the electrifying tension that had enveloped us. I tightened around him, milking him with every forceful thrust until he could no longer withstand the overwhelming surge of pleasure that consumed him completely. His essence spilled into me, filling me with a satisfaction that lingered even after we had parted.

But the reality of my lateness could not be avoided. With his essence still inside me, I rushed off to work, all the while holding the electrifying memory of our passionate encounter in my thoughts.

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