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Tricia's Army Sergeant: A Story of Passion & Awakening in Mid-Life
Book: Tricia's Army Sergeant: A Story of Passion & Awakening in Mid-Life Read Online Free
Author: Maura Rossi
Tags: Erótica, Romance, Sex, Army, voyeurism, awakening
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kissed her. He put his hand on the fold of the sheet
covering her.
    "I'm sorry. I'm just not as comfortable with
my body as you are. I'm afraid if you see me…"
    "Oh, no, no, no. You have a great body. I've
been fantasizing about it, I mean, fantasizing about you, for a
while."
    She was surprised by the fact that he had
been thinking about her for a while. They only just saw each other
a few days ago. While she mused over this, he slowly pulled down
the sheet, revealing a glorious pair of tits. His mouth went
dry.
    "You're beautiful. I don't know what you're
worried about."
    He sat up and took off his shirt. Now it was
her turn.
    "You're beautiful, too," she murmured.
    She reached out boldly and felt his chest.
She skated her hands across his shoulders, pecs, abs and back. He
felt very solid and hard and warm, so warm. He pulled her against
his chest and started kissing her neck.
    She was now desperate beyond reason for him
to be inside her. She had said slow , but this was
excruciating. Her husband would just hop in bed and be done
quickly. There was no talking. John was different.
    John stood up and unbuttoned his pants. He
pulled them down. She could see his full hard cock outlined in his
underwear. He looked like a model. She was fascinated by his
physique. His movements were so lithe, really graceful. He was in
complete control of his body.
    He was staring straight at her when he pulled
down his briefs. She wanted to maintain her eye contact, but she
couldn't help but stare at the monster that emerged from his pants.
Her husband, Cary, was big; John was bigger. He adjusted himself,
stroking a few times, bringing himself fully erect. His cock
pointed to the ceiling. He was breathtaking.
    John took the chance that he would shock her
by standing before her and undressing. He knew he looked good for
his age. The prolonged foreplay had his dick ultra hard and ready
to go. He hoped he would last for her. Slow , he reminded
himself.
    He pulled back the covers and got in bed.
    "Let's compromise. What if we leave the
lights on, but we'll both be under the sheets?"
    He pulled her to him. He couldn’t wait
anymore.
    "Tricia, let me inside you."
    She opened her legs and he pressed
closer.
    "Help me."
    She did as he asked. She felt his cock in her
hands for the first time. She guided him to her pussy and spread
wider. Together they put the head of his cock inside her. He was
thick. He thrust. She cried out.
    Her cries didn't stop him. He pressed slowly,
relentlessly all the way in. She opened wider to accommodate. When
he was up to his balls, he stopped and held her in place, her pussy
stretched wide. Tricia whimpered continuously.
    "Tricia, you feel fantastic on me. "
    He pulled out and pushed back in with
restrained force. He pulled and pushed into her increasing his
strength and speed. Tricia cried, with each thrust. Her tits
jiggled. John loved the look of her breasts bouncing around. He
reached down and squeezed and flicked. She tried to open more to
accommodate him.
    "Tricia, you are so fucking beautiful."
    His words shocked her and she looked up into
his face. It excited him to have her finally open her eyes and
watch his face as he bucked in and out of her. And then he started
coming.

Chapter 5
    "Ahh, Fuck!"
    He pushed all the way up as high as he could
get and screwed into her as he blew his wad. Damn it . He
came before she did.
    He fell on top of her reveling in her soft
body. When he caught his breath, he found she was gently stroking
his head and back.
    "I feel something. Right here."
    She'd zeroed in on a scar he had from a
combat injury.
    "From Somalia," he grunted
    She knew better than to ask.
    "That was nice," she complimented him.
    He lifted up and looked down into her flushed
face.
    "I'm sorry Tricia."
    She shook her head.
    "You know, we're not finished yet."
    "Oh?"
    He pulled out. She was left feeling empty. He
slid down her body, pulling the covers off her, exposing her. He
went to kiss her pussy and she
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