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  Martin lifted up his head and stood up. He took me by both feet and lifted me up high. He was so strong. I had a nice view of him. Broad shoulders. Flat stomach. Strong chest. He spread my legs and brought his tongue to my lips. He was such a good kisser. I was going crazy. I felt the weight of his body on me. I felt his cock between our stomachs. He put his elbows next to my head. He lowered his arms and his hands patted me on the head. He looked me in the eye and kissed me. He raised his body a little. With his right hand, he grabbed his thick dick and put it on my hole. Slowly he began to enter into me, still kissing me. He was good at it. He gave me a chance to enjoy slowly every millimeter of his dick.

  He was all in me, and I was split and pressed by his huge muscular body. My hands were touching his back. I touched his not only firm, but also big ass. I moaned softly.

  - You like my cock? - He whispered to me.

  - Yes, I like it very much. - I replied.

  - You like it when everyone’s jerking while thinking about you? - He continued whispering.

  - I like it. I like it a lot. - He moved quicker his dick that was all in me.

  - Do you like it when the boys are listening to you?

  - Yes. - At that point he shoved it in me hard. I cried.

  - That’s right, baby. Shout so that everyone can hear you. - Quietly he whispered through moans while I roared.

  - Louder, louder. - He encouraged me and continued to fuck me harder. He knew how powerful his dick was, so he knew I would have to shout.

  - Fuck me, fuck meeeee. - I thought my heart would jump out. I was finishing like crazy, expecting the moment when he would fill me up. But he stopped when I finished.

  He lowered his body and went back to licking my pussy. Even harder than before. I didn’t know what came over me. I had an orgasm after an orgasm. I was shaking. He didn’t allow me to catch some air. He put it in my mouth. Sticky from my pussy, I swallowed his dick. I didn’t know how that thick cock didn’t tear up my lips.

  - Get up. - He raised me and carried me to the window.

  - Put your hands on the window.

  I put my hands on the window, which was open. The curtains were falling over my hands. I stood there bent over. He fucked me with a finger, and with the other hand, he kept squeezing my nipples. He whispered into my ear.

  - Shout, little bitch. Shout so that everyone can hear you. By now, Stephen has gathered all his buddies in the room. Shout… you want it, you want it, right? - He was whispering to me, and I was lost. I moaned as loud as I could, imagining Stephen and his friends jerking off.

  - You want my dick?

  - Yes, fuck me, please.

  - Ask louder so that the boys can hear you.

  - Please, fuck me. Fuck me, please.

  I felt his strong arms around my waist. I felt his dick, which he shoved all in me. He didn’t have to make me be loud. I had to be loud. He was tearing me apart. He was spanking my butt roughly. My breasts were dangling. I felt his enormous balls colliding with my butt.

  - Fuck me, fuck meeeee... Thrust harder, faster... yeeees!!!

  Martin could no longer endure. He grabbed me by the neck and forced me to squat. He tried to be quiet. I didn’t know if he was successful. His glans was above my nose. He was jerking his large dick. He kept pushing his big balls onto my face. I devoured them. He cried out. Sperm splashed in my face, the curtains and the floor.

  He stayed in the room for another half hour to take a shower and make sure that the boys wouldn’t figure it out that it was him. We agreed that whenever I wanted him, all I had to do was to hang those pink panties on the clothing line.

  It was like that all summer and autumn long. Sometimes even when my parents were downstairs, sometimes at his apartment in Stephen's bed, which was especially arousing for me. I discovered the magic of having sex with an older man, and the boys could just jerk off.

  When winter came, it got complicated. We didn’t fuck for nearly two weeks. It was unbearable. It was no longer good with Greg as it used to be... I remembered that Martin went to training on Wednesdays. He would go at seven. I left my panties on the lock of the garage. It was five past seven… I was horny… I went to see if he was waiting for me...