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His dick was so long, I could feel him deep inside of me. I started moaning in ecstasy. Julian closed his eyes; he was enjoying it. I closed my eyes too and focused on the pleasure center inside my pussy. I picked up the pace, up and down on top of him, until I climaxed and screamed in pleasure. I collapsed on his chest, panting.

“Oh, Harper, Harper. Now, it’s my turn. Let’s take this outside.” Julian opened the driver’s door.

I dismounted Julian’s penis and got out of his Jeep. He opened the window before getting out. I felt his hands on my waist as he closed the door and then gently pushed me against it. With the window open, I could rest my elbow on the side of the door. I knew that he was going to fuck me from behind. I spread my legs wide and bent down.

Julian’s hands were on my stomach as he braced himself. And when he entered me, I moaned in pleasure. His cock was still hard and thick. He pumped me slowly at first, and then he picked up the pace, pumping me faster and faster. I had just had an orgasm, but I couldn’t believe how fast he was making me come again.

“Harper, you’re so wet and tight. You’ve got the best pussy I’ve ever had.”

At this point, I couldn’t even catch my breath; I was just making noise. “Julian…” was all I could mutter. My entire body was shaking in delight. My eyes were rolling upwards in pleasure. He felt so good inside of me. I didn’t want it to end.

After a few more quick thrusts and strokes, Julian came. I could feel his cum inside me. As he pressed his body on my back. He was sweating and breathing hard.

“Let’s go inside.”

We picked up our clothes and went inside his villa. We went to the kitchen, still naked, and grabbed a drink. Julian wiped his sweat with his shirt.

“That was amazing, Julian. Sex with you is amazing.”

He grabbed two bottles of beer inside his fridge and opened them with a bottle opener. He handed me one.

I gulped it down. I was thirsty, and the beer tasted good.

“Harper, Harper. I could fuck you all night and all day until your pussy becomes raw. You’re so goddamn tight.”

“You’re not so bad yourself. Your dick is so huge.” I stepped closer to him and touched his penis.

“Don’t start with that again. Otherwise, we’ll never make it to the bedroom. It only takes a few minutes for me to get it back up again.”

Julian wasn’t lying. After less than ten minutes, he was good to go for another round.

“Let’s eat first. I’m famished,” I suggested.

“Yes, we need fuel for our fuckfest. I’m already thinking of several ways and positions to fuck you.”

“You have ready access to me for five days.”

“And five days may not be enough.” He grinned.

Julian had some leftovers in the fridge. It was leftover stir-fried chicken that he made last night. He heated it in a pan, which I appreciated. Sometimes, heating food in the microwave would wilt the vegetables too much, and it would turn mushy.

Julian was stirring the pan, naked. I could see his well-toned back, his buttocks, and his calves. He seemed to have noticed I was ogling him because he turned around.

“Are you checking me out?”

“Was that obvious?” I laughed.

“Now that you’re doing it to me, I’m going to do it to you.” He walked towards me and grabbed my buttocks.

I looked down at his penis, he was already hard.

“I told you I don’t take too long to get ready. But you’re right. We must eat first.” He went back to turn the burner off. “But the food is still hot, let’s let it cool down. In the meantime, we can play around.”

He pushed me towards the sink and placed his hand on my back, gently pressed my torso down. I spread my legs, ready to receive him. With his hands on my waist, he pumped me hard, and I yelped a bit. He was rougher than before, which made me come almost instantly. He came inside of me. When he was done, he turned me around and kissed me passionately on the lips and the neck. I could feel his cum, trickling out from my pussy.

The food was cool enough for us to eat, so Julian served it on a plate. We were still standing by the kitchen counter. He grabbed a fork and asked me to open my mouth.

“I’ve never been fed before by a man,” I told him.