Another Patrick - Part &
Some of you will have read about my past escapades in France but I have not written too much of late – for a very good reason!
Simon, my ex-pat playmate, had certainly got into the gay sex scene and was fucking or getting fucked by anything and everything – and getting into some scenarios which really didn’t appeal to me. So I distanced myself a bit – just the odd fuck rather than an every day one. I started using the local versions of Grindr, Scruff and Hornet.
I was on Grindr one morning when I got ‘hit’ from a guy just 9km away. His profile pic was a rather bearded man but looked sexy with it – some definitely don’t! He admired my chest shot pic and said he was into hairy guys. All of this was conducted in French and then he suddenly asked if I was Dutch. I quickly told him I was English and was he OK with that? He was very affirmative in his response – ‘adored English men…..’
We chatted further and exchanged various pictures – all carefully covering genitals!! His body was hot – smooth, firm and very beddable. I told him I was versatile but that I was preferring to bottom at the moment. His profile had said he was a ‘vers top’. ‘Perfect’ was his reply. This was getting better and better. Eventually we arranged to meet that afternoon and play.
We had not discussed safe sex or bareback but I cleaned myself inside and out – just in case…..
I found his place – deep in the countryside, secluded from nosey neighbours – and was welcomed by this 6’ tall, slim, jeans clad man – looking a lot younger than the age on his profile. The jeans were not giving anything away in the form of a bulge and I was getting more and more intrigued by the “surprise” he told me he had!
We stood in his lounge kissing and making out – and I was able to finally get a feel of his bulge. “Wow, that sure feels like a big surprise” I thought. I undid his shirt to reveal his smooth tanned chest as he slipped my t-shirt off. My fingers and mouth instantly found his nipples and he emitted a long low growl as he tugged at my trousers trying to strip me there and then – he succeeded in getting me naked fast.
His hands were all over me and then he took me by the hand and led me up the stairs to his playroom/loft with its big mattress. He stood there bare chested, bare foot and a pronounced bulge. My hands caressed his bulge and I moaned as I slowly pulled down the zip and pushed his jeans and underwear down.
“ Christ, that’s fucking big” was all I could think, and he is! Patrick is about 9 inches long and seemed the same in girth. I thought I would NEVER be able to do much with it!
Patrick just smiled as I dropped to my knees and attempted to take him into my mouth. Yeah – it was a stretch but I got the tip in and managed to get my tongue to work on him and lapped under his foreskin and deep into his piss slit. More growls came from him…
Somehow we ended up sliding down on to the mattress, my head between his legs slowly taking more and more of his fantastic cock into my mouth, him groaning in appreciation and his legs gently quivering. I was purely concentrating on him and his enjoyment and apprehensive of what might happen. Patrick shifted me around on the mattress so I had my arse up in the air, legs wide apart and my hole staring straight back at him, twitching with fear and trepidation – no joke!
Then I felt his copious beard brush against my arse cheeks and a warm wetness on my hole – his long tongue met it full on …
God did he go to work on me. He kissed, licked, probed with his mouth and tongue, making me writhe in delight and driving me wild with lust and desire; My hole was getting wetter and wetter with every lick of his tongue, every brush of his beard across me. He started to work his “magic fingers” on me next. Sliding one finger in and running it around inside of me, then a second and finally a third. My hole was on fire and I was telling him so with every move he made inside of me – it turns out that a “vocal” partner always turns him on even more – fuck, I must have must have sent him into overdrive with my appreciation!!
My arse was writhing on his fingers as he finger fucked me so expertly. Whereas I had been fearful of his large cock trying to enter me, now I was craving every last inch of it – I didn’t care any longer I so wanted him inside of me, to feel his warm, thick shaft in me.
We were so in tune with one another sexually. Patrick seemed to know exactly what I wanted and when. His hands reached under my hips, raising me properly into the doggy position and I felt his cock rubbing up and down my crack as he poured lube over himself and massaged some inside of my slightly more relaxed hole.
Then I felt that uncut head push gently at my hole, testing. “Slowly, gently” I managed to whimper. He swirled his cockhead around, spreading the lube and gently edging forward. I gasped!
His cockhead was/is beautifully shaped for that initial penetration but my arse wanted to resist such a large invader and I tensed up – tightening my hole as he tried that first time. He ran it around my exceedingly wet, and what should have been compliant hole, pushing gently to gain entrance. My body was saying no but my mind was saying yes. I was willing my desperate hole to open for him.
In one awesome moment my arse muscles relented and I felt Patrick enter me for the first time that afternoon. Yep, I felt that pain we all know too well and, Yep, I felt the exhilaration as his shaft slowly slid into me. He was firm and gentle as he eased up me, my arse still resisting his invasion, clamping on him, trying to eject this thick torpedo of flesh. With each inch however, my channel flowered open to him, accepting him, finally wanting to suck more of him in.
I wriggled my arse beneath him, begging him to both “Fuck me” and to “Stop”. My protestations rapidly turned from rejection to heartfelt lust, demanding his cock, dragging him up my now slimy arse. God did he feel so good inside of me, stretching me open, Deepening my canal. That slow but purposeful thrusting into me making my whole body relax and tingle with the most delicious of feelings, the murmured growls from him and the grunts of appreciation, delight, from me.
Patrick was true to his word and went gentle with my arse, long slow rhythmic thrusts deeper and deeper. Each of those 9 inches opened me, both in depth and width. I could feel my whole body surrendering to this b**st of a cock. Spasms of both pain and ecstasy shot through my body, making me cry out in pure delight. I was writhing under his conquest of my arse, gyrating my hole around his shaft. I was sure that he was all the way inside of me now. Fucking had NEVER felt this good before…
.
Soon Patrick wanted to change position and I so wanted to ride his ‘b**st’ and be in control of it; Slowly Patrick lay on his back, his ravenous cock slipping out of me. I felt so empty! I straddled his hips taking the massive tool in my hand, just, and guided its engorged, wet tip to my hole, positioning myself over it. Patrick smiled at me, took my face in his hands and kissed me long and deep, his mouth so inviting and luscious.
I swirled his engorged cockhead around my newly opened hole, feeling the wetness of his pre-cum and the juice of my arse on my fingertips as I guided him into me. I eased myself down on to him, marvelling at the sensations he was arousing in me. I was on cloud 9! All I could say to him was ‘Awesome!’ as I slid further down on to him. His cock reached that depth it had before and I felt completely filled. I reached around to cup his balls and play with them and brushed against his shaft – he had not been fully in me as I had thought!! That first fuck had been, well, Awesome but I realised that it could get better….
‘ I want all of you inside of me’ I murmured and willed myself to open further as I pushed down to meet his groin. I have heard about the 2nd ‘inner ring’ but never actually experienced its penetration but now I was certain Patrick had reached, and breached, it. There was no pain just a tsunami of ecstasy flooding my whole body – his cock felt stupendous inside of me.
Slowly, ever so slowly, I started to slide up and down his thickening cock; taking him right to the root of his shaft. His balls on my arse cheeks. My entire body from head to toe was quivering with pure pleasure and desire. Somehow Patrick managed to lean up and first play with my nipples (wired to my cock!) and then lapped them with his tongue making them hard as bullets. The attention he paid turned me on so much as I pulled his face onto them and he started to gently bite them. My head went back and I let out a long groan and pushed myself down onto his groin.
Patrick manoeuvred me onto my back, legs spread wide and raised, my arse still filled with his mighty dick. Our fingers entwined as our eyes locked and he started his rhythmic fucking again. All I could do was moan, groan and shout out encouragement to him. He smiled down at me, eyes still locked, kissed me ravenously, his cock pumping in and out of me.
My arse was getting wetter and wetter with each stroke – a combination of lube, sweat, pre-cum and my own arse juices. I just knew that I must have one gaping hole by now! Above the sounds of moans and groans I could hear the squelch of cock and well lubed arse every time Patrick stroked in and out of me, the mattress below my arse becoming sodden with our copious juices.
Along with my arse now being soaking wet my cock was expelling a long, almost constant flow, of pre-cum. I freely admit that when I get fucked, normally, my cock stays nice and firm, issuing a little pre-cum but this time – Fuck! All the pleasure was in my arse (literally) and my cock went limp, the blood concentrating on my arse muscles – working on Patrick's cock for his enjoyment. Then his cock was pleasuring me so much that the pre-cum tap was turned on full. My pubes were drenched in the stuff, mixing with the sweat of our exhilaration.
By now I was screaming out to Patrick ‘Fuck me’ ‘Fuck me hard man’ ‘Harder, Harder’ ‘Fucking go for it’ ‘Breed me you sexy man’ (Yeah, I really said that!). Patrick's face broke into a smile as he constantly pounded me, his fat cock seeming to grow even larger inside of me. I knew….. I swear I felt the rush of his spunk up his cock and into me! There was no letting up though – his rampant dick still kept fucking my extremely well lubed hole …
My legs were wrapped around Patrick's waist, my arms around his neck pulling his face towards me, greedily sucking on his mouth and tongue – totally lost in the moment of pure desire and passion. My body was being racked by such internal orgasms as Patrick hit all the right spots. Every sense seemed to be heightened – my skin tingled to every touch, my vision blurred in orgasm, the deep moaning and groaning from us seeming louder and the smell of sweat and cum all I wanted to do was taste the spunk from Patrick's cock now!
Patrick did not relent. His cock kept shafting my cunt – for that is what it had now become I tell you! The constant thrusting of his mighty tool in and out of me opened my arsehole into a wide open accepting cunt – and I was loving it!
Suddenly Patrick pulled out of me and dived between my spread legs, raising them to give himself a view of my ravaged hole. He grinned at me and went down on it like a man possessed. He was holding my cheeks wide and burying his face in me – his tongue slurping around the reddened entrance, flicking the tip of it deep inside me, lapping at the spunk that was, quite literally, flooding out of me. I had not realised how much he had unloaded into me! He was almost purring like a cat that had got the cream….
His fingers were working my nipples causing my cock to twitch and my cunt to open and close all by itself. I don't think I had ever been so turned on before. With each involuntary spasm of my cunt more of his sperm issued forth – much to Patrick s delight. As he licked and played with my cunt and nipples my whole body writhed under him – wanting more.
He must have thought he held enough spunk in his mouth by then and worked his way up my body and kissed my open mouth, the thick trail of cum dripping from tongue to tongue. It was delicious!! The taste of his cum and my self lubing arse juices mixed, the smell of it on his lips, beard and face. His cock was still in a semi hard state rubbing across mine, wet, slimy and hot. At this rate I was going to blow my load too. Then that ‘connection’ kicked in – Patrick knew and flopped off me – our mouths still locked, spunk swapping, his magic fingers working my cunt.
He worked two then three fingers in me, swirling them around in the cum still remaining, massaging my prostate with his spunk. My whole body quivered in passion, my legs twitching, toes curling, my cock still leaking floods of pre-cum. Our mouths were locked in the deepest of kisses, swapping the spunk back and forth, mixed with a deep growling moan. Patrick was taking me so close to spurting and then easing off, fingers out of my cunt and just stoking it and massaging the spunk across the hole, intermittently raising them yo our mouths to lick clean.
Each time he played with my arse I found I wanted him back inside of me – to fill me again and again and again with his cock and more of his sperm. I spread my legs wide, nudging him between them, forcing him to lie between them. His cock was still firm, rubbing against my as I manoeuvred myself into a position where my legs wrapped around him, pulling him towards my yearning cunt. I wanted him so badly.
He gripped my hands and our fingers entwined as he gazed down at me and a broad grin spread across his face. I felt his knob-end brush against my wet hole, teasing it, smearing his own saliva and cum across his cock and my cunt. He prodded and teased and I was begging him to ‘come inside me again you b**st!’ He laughed. I locked my ankles across his arse and urged his hips forward. I felt his cock pulsate at my entrance, dripping fluids. ‘If I a b**st you are an a****l’ he said and with that I felt the whole of his cock thrust into me – one long hard deep thrust.
‘Fuck!’ I cried out – in pure pleasure and ecstasy, not in anguish or pain. My hands clawed at his back in a frenzy of pure lust, my legs clamping tighter around him, dragging him even deeper. My whole body was ripped apart with tsunamis of orgasmic pleasure. I begged him to keep fucking me, ‘Harder Harder you b**st!’ ‘Fuck me’ ‘Breed me, fucking breed me’. Each cry made Patrick wilder and wilder in his fucking, slamming down into my guts, my ravaged body meeting every single thrust of his amazing cock. The air was filled with my shouts and his grunts and groans. Christ could he fuck!
The pure pleasure, passion and delight was overwhelming; My body was screaming out for some let up on this pistoning cock but my brain was demanding more; Finally the body won out and I was ejecting Patrick from my very wet and sloppy cunt with an audible pop. I was breathless and like a limp rag after so much fucking! Patrick slipped off me and lay by my side, kissing my neck and stroking my sweat covered body.
Simon, my ex-pat playmate, had certainly got into the gay sex scene and was fucking or getting fucked by anything and everything – and getting into some scenarios which really didn’t appeal to me. So I distanced myself a bit – just the odd fuck rather than an every day one. I started using the local versions of Grindr, Scruff and Hornet.
I was on Grindr one morning when I got ‘hit’ from a guy just 9km away. His profile pic was a rather bearded man but looked sexy with it – some definitely don’t! He admired my chest shot pic and said he was into hairy guys. All of this was conducted in French and then he suddenly asked if I was Dutch. I quickly told him I was English and was he OK with that? He was very affirmative in his response – ‘adored English men…..’
We chatted further and exchanged various pictures – all carefully covering genitals!! His body was hot – smooth, firm and very beddable. I told him I was versatile but that I was preferring to bottom at the moment. His profile had said he was a ‘vers top’. ‘Perfect’ was his reply. This was getting better and better. Eventually we arranged to meet that afternoon and play.
We had not discussed safe sex or bareback but I cleaned myself inside and out – just in case…..
I found his place – deep in the countryside, secluded from nosey neighbours – and was welcomed by this 6’ tall, slim, jeans clad man – looking a lot younger than the age on his profile. The jeans were not giving anything away in the form of a bulge and I was getting more and more intrigued by the “surprise” he told me he had!
We stood in his lounge kissing and making out – and I was able to finally get a feel of his bulge. “Wow, that sure feels like a big surprise” I thought. I undid his shirt to reveal his smooth tanned chest as he slipped my t-shirt off. My fingers and mouth instantly found his nipples and he emitted a long low growl as he tugged at my trousers trying to strip me there and then – he succeeded in getting me naked fast.
His hands were all over me and then he took me by the hand and led me up the stairs to his playroom/loft with its big mattress. He stood there bare chested, bare foot and a pronounced bulge. My hands caressed his bulge and I moaned as I slowly pulled down the zip and pushed his jeans and underwear down.
“ Christ, that’s fucking big” was all I could think, and he is! Patrick is about 9 inches long and seemed the same in girth. I thought I would NEVER be able to do much with it!
Patrick just smiled as I dropped to my knees and attempted to take him into my mouth. Yeah – it was a stretch but I got the tip in and managed to get my tongue to work on him and lapped under his foreskin and deep into his piss slit. More growls came from him…
Somehow we ended up sliding down on to the mattress, my head between his legs slowly taking more and more of his fantastic cock into my mouth, him groaning in appreciation and his legs gently quivering. I was purely concentrating on him and his enjoyment and apprehensive of what might happen. Patrick shifted me around on the mattress so I had my arse up in the air, legs wide apart and my hole staring straight back at him, twitching with fear and trepidation – no joke!
Then I felt his copious beard brush against my arse cheeks and a warm wetness on my hole – his long tongue met it full on …
God did he go to work on me. He kissed, licked, probed with his mouth and tongue, making me writhe in delight and driving me wild with lust and desire; My hole was getting wetter and wetter with every lick of his tongue, every brush of his beard across me. He started to work his “magic fingers” on me next. Sliding one finger in and running it around inside of me, then a second and finally a third. My hole was on fire and I was telling him so with every move he made inside of me – it turns out that a “vocal” partner always turns him on even more – fuck, I must have must have sent him into overdrive with my appreciation!!
My arse was writhing on his fingers as he finger fucked me so expertly. Whereas I had been fearful of his large cock trying to enter me, now I was craving every last inch of it – I didn’t care any longer I so wanted him inside of me, to feel his warm, thick shaft in me.
We were so in tune with one another sexually. Patrick seemed to know exactly what I wanted and when. His hands reached under my hips, raising me properly into the doggy position and I felt his cock rubbing up and down my crack as he poured lube over himself and massaged some inside of my slightly more relaxed hole.
Then I felt that uncut head push gently at my hole, testing. “Slowly, gently” I managed to whimper. He swirled his cockhead around, spreading the lube and gently edging forward. I gasped!
His cockhead was/is beautifully shaped for that initial penetration but my arse wanted to resist such a large invader and I tensed up – tightening my hole as he tried that first time. He ran it around my exceedingly wet, and what should have been compliant hole, pushing gently to gain entrance. My body was saying no but my mind was saying yes. I was willing my desperate hole to open for him.
In one awesome moment my arse muscles relented and I felt Patrick enter me for the first time that afternoon. Yep, I felt that pain we all know too well and, Yep, I felt the exhilaration as his shaft slowly slid into me. He was firm and gentle as he eased up me, my arse still resisting his invasion, clamping on him, trying to eject this thick torpedo of flesh. With each inch however, my channel flowered open to him, accepting him, finally wanting to suck more of him in.
I wriggled my arse beneath him, begging him to both “Fuck me” and to “Stop”. My protestations rapidly turned from rejection to heartfelt lust, demanding his cock, dragging him up my now slimy arse. God did he feel so good inside of me, stretching me open, Deepening my canal. That slow but purposeful thrusting into me making my whole body relax and tingle with the most delicious of feelings, the murmured growls from him and the grunts of appreciation, delight, from me.
Patrick was true to his word and went gentle with my arse, long slow rhythmic thrusts deeper and deeper. Each of those 9 inches opened me, both in depth and width. I could feel my whole body surrendering to this b**st of a cock. Spasms of both pain and ecstasy shot through my body, making me cry out in pure delight. I was writhing under his conquest of my arse, gyrating my hole around his shaft. I was sure that he was all the way inside of me now. Fucking had NEVER felt this good before…
.
Soon Patrick wanted to change position and I so wanted to ride his ‘b**st’ and be in control of it; Slowly Patrick lay on his back, his ravenous cock slipping out of me. I felt so empty! I straddled his hips taking the massive tool in my hand, just, and guided its engorged, wet tip to my hole, positioning myself over it. Patrick smiled at me, took my face in his hands and kissed me long and deep, his mouth so inviting and luscious.
I swirled his engorged cockhead around my newly opened hole, feeling the wetness of his pre-cum and the juice of my arse on my fingertips as I guided him into me. I eased myself down on to him, marvelling at the sensations he was arousing in me. I was on cloud 9! All I could say to him was ‘Awesome!’ as I slid further down on to him. His cock reached that depth it had before and I felt completely filled. I reached around to cup his balls and play with them and brushed against his shaft – he had not been fully in me as I had thought!! That first fuck had been, well, Awesome but I realised that it could get better….
‘ I want all of you inside of me’ I murmured and willed myself to open further as I pushed down to meet his groin. I have heard about the 2nd ‘inner ring’ but never actually experienced its penetration but now I was certain Patrick had reached, and breached, it. There was no pain just a tsunami of ecstasy flooding my whole body – his cock felt stupendous inside of me.
Slowly, ever so slowly, I started to slide up and down his thickening cock; taking him right to the root of his shaft. His balls on my arse cheeks. My entire body from head to toe was quivering with pure pleasure and desire. Somehow Patrick managed to lean up and first play with my nipples (wired to my cock!) and then lapped them with his tongue making them hard as bullets. The attention he paid turned me on so much as I pulled his face onto them and he started to gently bite them. My head went back and I let out a long groan and pushed myself down onto his groin.
Patrick manoeuvred me onto my back, legs spread wide and raised, my arse still filled with his mighty dick. Our fingers entwined as our eyes locked and he started his rhythmic fucking again. All I could do was moan, groan and shout out encouragement to him. He smiled down at me, eyes still locked, kissed me ravenously, his cock pumping in and out of me.
My arse was getting wetter and wetter with each stroke – a combination of lube, sweat, pre-cum and my own arse juices. I just knew that I must have one gaping hole by now! Above the sounds of moans and groans I could hear the squelch of cock and well lubed arse every time Patrick stroked in and out of me, the mattress below my arse becoming sodden with our copious juices.
Along with my arse now being soaking wet my cock was expelling a long, almost constant flow, of pre-cum. I freely admit that when I get fucked, normally, my cock stays nice and firm, issuing a little pre-cum but this time – Fuck! All the pleasure was in my arse (literally) and my cock went limp, the blood concentrating on my arse muscles – working on Patrick's cock for his enjoyment. Then his cock was pleasuring me so much that the pre-cum tap was turned on full. My pubes were drenched in the stuff, mixing with the sweat of our exhilaration.
By now I was screaming out to Patrick ‘Fuck me’ ‘Fuck me hard man’ ‘Harder, Harder’ ‘Fucking go for it’ ‘Breed me you sexy man’ (Yeah, I really said that!). Patrick's face broke into a smile as he constantly pounded me, his fat cock seeming to grow even larger inside of me. I knew….. I swear I felt the rush of his spunk up his cock and into me! There was no letting up though – his rampant dick still kept fucking my extremely well lubed hole …
My legs were wrapped around Patrick's waist, my arms around his neck pulling his face towards me, greedily sucking on his mouth and tongue – totally lost in the moment of pure desire and passion. My body was being racked by such internal orgasms as Patrick hit all the right spots. Every sense seemed to be heightened – my skin tingled to every touch, my vision blurred in orgasm, the deep moaning and groaning from us seeming louder and the smell of sweat and cum all I wanted to do was taste the spunk from Patrick's cock now!
Patrick did not relent. His cock kept shafting my cunt – for that is what it had now become I tell you! The constant thrusting of his mighty tool in and out of me opened my arsehole into a wide open accepting cunt – and I was loving it!
Suddenly Patrick pulled out of me and dived between my spread legs, raising them to give himself a view of my ravaged hole. He grinned at me and went down on it like a man possessed. He was holding my cheeks wide and burying his face in me – his tongue slurping around the reddened entrance, flicking the tip of it deep inside me, lapping at the spunk that was, quite literally, flooding out of me. I had not realised how much he had unloaded into me! He was almost purring like a cat that had got the cream….
His fingers were working my nipples causing my cock to twitch and my cunt to open and close all by itself. I don't think I had ever been so turned on before. With each involuntary spasm of my cunt more of his sperm issued forth – much to Patrick s delight. As he licked and played with my cunt and nipples my whole body writhed under him – wanting more.
He must have thought he held enough spunk in his mouth by then and worked his way up my body and kissed my open mouth, the thick trail of cum dripping from tongue to tongue. It was delicious!! The taste of his cum and my self lubing arse juices mixed, the smell of it on his lips, beard and face. His cock was still in a semi hard state rubbing across mine, wet, slimy and hot. At this rate I was going to blow my load too. Then that ‘connection’ kicked in – Patrick knew and flopped off me – our mouths still locked, spunk swapping, his magic fingers working my cunt.
He worked two then three fingers in me, swirling them around in the cum still remaining, massaging my prostate with his spunk. My whole body quivered in passion, my legs twitching, toes curling, my cock still leaking floods of pre-cum. Our mouths were locked in the deepest of kisses, swapping the spunk back and forth, mixed with a deep growling moan. Patrick was taking me so close to spurting and then easing off, fingers out of my cunt and just stoking it and massaging the spunk across the hole, intermittently raising them yo our mouths to lick clean.
Each time he played with my arse I found I wanted him back inside of me – to fill me again and again and again with his cock and more of his sperm. I spread my legs wide, nudging him between them, forcing him to lie between them. His cock was still firm, rubbing against my as I manoeuvred myself into a position where my legs wrapped around him, pulling him towards my yearning cunt. I wanted him so badly.
He gripped my hands and our fingers entwined as he gazed down at me and a broad grin spread across his face. I felt his knob-end brush against my wet hole, teasing it, smearing his own saliva and cum across his cock and my cunt. He prodded and teased and I was begging him to ‘come inside me again you b**st!’ He laughed. I locked my ankles across his arse and urged his hips forward. I felt his cock pulsate at my entrance, dripping fluids. ‘If I a b**st you are an a****l’ he said and with that I felt the whole of his cock thrust into me – one long hard deep thrust.
‘Fuck!’ I cried out – in pure pleasure and ecstasy, not in anguish or pain. My hands clawed at his back in a frenzy of pure lust, my legs clamping tighter around him, dragging him even deeper. My whole body was ripped apart with tsunamis of orgasmic pleasure. I begged him to keep fucking me, ‘Harder Harder you b**st!’ ‘Fuck me’ ‘Breed me, fucking breed me’. Each cry made Patrick wilder and wilder in his fucking, slamming down into my guts, my ravaged body meeting every single thrust of his amazing cock. The air was filled with my shouts and his grunts and groans. Christ could he fuck!
The pure pleasure, passion and delight was overwhelming; My body was screaming out for some let up on this pistoning cock but my brain was demanding more; Finally the body won out and I was ejecting Patrick from my very wet and sloppy cunt with an audible pop. I was breathless and like a limp rag after so much fucking! Patrick slipped off me and lay by my side, kissing my neck and stroking my sweat covered body.
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