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down the length of her slit.
    “I can’t take any more!” she cried out. “My clit—please! My clit!”
    “The customer’s always right,” he said with a chuckle and zeroed in on her clitty button, tonguing it with precision, flipping his tongue back and forth nimbly on her throbbing pleasure point. She grabbed his head on both sides and held it, as he continued to flip his tongue back and forth over her palpitating clit. Pam’s body surged up and down on the bed as she strove to get off, pressing her pubic mound against his mouth and nose.
    Then Ed began to hum, his humming carrying through his tongue and making her clit vibrate.
    “Ohmigawd!” she moaned and, with one last upward surge, she came off against his face, orgasming wildly.
    Ed stayed with her till she was on the downside of her climax. Then, while the waves continued to surge through her, he clambered into position above her and, with one lunge, drove his dick deep into her cunny. “I’m clean,” he said breathlessly as he entered her. “Safe, I mean. I got tested after I met you. I hoped we’d wind up like this. I tested negative. Unless I need a rubber for contraception?”
    He paused, mid-thrust. She shook her head and said, “Uh-uh,” and she pressed his ass with her cupped palms to urge him to resume his fuck-motions. He followed her lead and once again pumped in and out of her, spearing her with his randy organ. She felt his dick grow impossibly huge within her, swelling till it seemed there was no more room for it to grow any larger. With every outward pull , he rubbed nerve endings she didn’t even know she possessed, and with every inward plunge he excited her to extremes she had never before experienced.
    Now he held himself up with just one hand and used the other to stimulate her clit with his finger while he continued to drive in and out of her. She quickly rose to another crest and climaxed a second time, although her body motions made it plain that she wasn’t done yet.
    Wrapping her legs around his back, she pulled herself up and down emphatically as he continued to plunge in and out of her. The hand that had been manipulating her clit now latched on to one of her breasts, and he thumbed her nipple while he continued to fuck her with abandon. “Can you come again? I can’t hold off much longer.”
    “ O ne more. I’m almost there.”
    He rat-a-tatted into her, now letting go of her boob to work a hand under her butt cheek and grab it, pulling her toward him. Then he slipped a sneaky finger into her butt crack and probed for her anal opening. Finger-fucking her asshole, he hit on a whole new set of nerve endings and drove her right over the edge. As she tumbled over the precipice for the third time, she felt his dick swell impossibly even more huge, pulsate, and throb within her as it disgorged its load of jism.
    Then Ed collapsed half on top of her, half to the side, and he ran his hand through her hair and murmured, “Thank you. Thank you. That was wonderful. I waited so long for that. I’ve wanted you since the day I met you.”
    “It wasn’t one-sided, but I thought you were married to what’s-her-name.”
    “Misty,” he reminded her. “Do you have a mental block against her name? You don’t need to block her out. She’s no threat. Nobody is. There’s nobody quite like you. I hope this evening wasn’t just a one-time thing.”
    “Don’t say ‘wasn’t’ like the evening’s over already.” Pam turned her head and consulted the bedside clock. It was eight-thirty already. She was shocked.
    “I’m not chasing you home. You can stay all night if you want, but I imagine you have to get home. It’s Christmas Eve.”
    “And I was foolish enough to offer to host a cooperative Christmas dinner at my house tomorrow. Everyone’s bringing something. I’m responsible for the turkey, stuffing, and gravy, so I do have to be at it early to get things going, set the table, tidy up the house…thank heavens I have a