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me, lady.” He gently brushed her hair from her flushed face, a gesture that was also uncharacteristic of him. “How about you? Why me?”
    “That’s easy. You take my breath away, as you have taken away the breath of every girl who has laid eyes on you.”
    Dallas smiled faintly. “You make me sound larger than life.”
    She smiled in returned but her smile was ironic. “You are. You’re definitely that. You must know that. I can’t imagine that a few of your women have not thought a little about the…” She looked down at his penis that was thrusting out from his groin. “Viability of
    accommodation.”
    “Maybe. But none have ever ended up complaining in the end.”
    Anna Marie gave him an impish grin. “Hmmmm, I’m not complaining. In fact, I feel
    quite honored that I got to experience such splendor of your cock.”
    Dallas reached out and pulled away the remainder of her clothes. He turned her onto her back, bent her legs and pushed them up until her knees touched her breasts, leaving her flesh between her thighs completely exposed and vulnerable to him. When she felt him press his two thumbs on the heavy folds of her labia and press them open, she moaned, shivered with delicious anticipation but also a sensual fear of knowing she was about to be overwhelmed again with sexual ravagement.
    Dallas fisted his cock in his hand and guided the fat tip to her opening and pushed until the head was completely enclosed. Anna Marie shivered again when she was reacquainted with the sheer size of him. She turned her head, averting her face from those hard green eyes, abashed that she would so acquiescently accommodate him without even an attempt at protest or pretense Secret Affair 49
    that she was not a woman who a sensualist like Dallas could treat with such blatantly erotic demand.
    He lifted her legs, put his arms under them so that each hand was holding her by the underside of her thigh, holding them apart, and he pushed further into her channel and found it just as tightly constricted as he had the first time around. He braced his hands on each side of her, his hard body shuddering above her, because the pleasure of being gloved so tightly by this small, dainty woman was almost more than he could bear, his face, neck, chest, shoulders, and back breaking out in sweat.
    “You’re such a tight little cunt, baby,” he rasped. He threw his head back, his eyes closed as he willed himself some measure of control. “You’re going to make me fuck you all night.” He pushed again, gaining another precious inch.
    Anna Marie closed her eyes and bit her lip. She didn’t want him to see that when he used words like cunt and fuck on her, it aroused her almost as much as the things he did to her. Being a woman of independence and education, she had always thought such words were epithets that put down a woman. She had idea that when a man, the right man, used them during sex, they made her feel so sexy, so wanton. So hungry.
    But she couldn’t hide her growing need from Dallas, not the way the aching need swelled in her own body as he delved deeper into her, nor could she hide the thin film of sweat that was covering all over her creamy, rose-hued body. And as her lover buried his great cock within her depths deeper and deeper, she could do nothing about the thick juices that gathered in her uterus, providing him an easy lubricant for his ravagement.
    When Dallas impaled his entire length within Anna Marie, he draped her legs over his hips. His green eyes were caught once again by the sight of her heavy breasts. They narrowed and his face hardened with increased desire, especially when they saw how unusually big her coral nipples were and the extended circle of the areoles that were colored a paler coral. He enclosed his fist around a plump breast and fondled it. But he avoided touching the nipple area as he had the first time, keeping his rough handling just to the rounded sphere, plumping it up so that the nipple rose