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I think you growled. As Morgan's tip just about cleared your lips, he began to push forward again, less gently, and was met by your hips rocking back against him, driving him deeper and deeper inside you until you felt hips against your asscheeks. From that point on, it was like a battle of two s****l warriors, wrestling against each other but for a mutual purpose: Sheer pleasure. After about the first 30 seconds, you began to get verbal. "Yes! f**k me! Oh, your c**k is so big! I've never had one like this before! f**k me! f**k me deep! Give it to me! UNGGHH! UNGGHH!" you were grunting as you met the thrusts. I couldn't feel it, of course, but your p***y was clenching hard on Morgan with each stroke. I have to think you almost pulled that c**k loose, but Morgan wasn't me; he was relentl