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I quickly get into a rhythm, fucking you fast and hard as I push your legs high and wide, opening you up to let me go as deep as I can.
 
I smirk at how much of a little slut you will be for me and begin pounding you as hard as I can, our bodies slapping together.
 
I cry out in pleasure, not yet cumming, but getting pretty damn close, and my wrists find yours as I continue to get fucked hard by you.
 
I look down and see my cock soaked each time I pull out of you, and notice a pool beneath us on the bed. I groan and keep fucking you hard. "Like this baby?"
 
Your hand on my stomach does the trick, as always, and I cum hard on your cock, releasing everything and screaming in pleasure.
 
You quiver over and over hard, as you have been pent up, just like me. I fuck hard through your climax and then fill your insides with my own, moaning release, making a mess of the sheets beneath us. I reach up and pinch your nipples as I stay inside you, just recovering. "Damn, I needed that," I say, catching my breath.
 
"Yeah, it was," I say, pulling from you, dripping more from both of us on the sheets. As you sit up, I put my hand behind your neck. "Clean me up, babe?" I ask.
 
I kiss you back, letting you taste us. "and you're going to be late," I tease. "Run along now, I have an appointment to make."
 
I make the appointment and head out not long after you and visit the trauma counselor again. I explain to her what's been going on the past few days, especially last night after work. She suggested I slow down, and let you pamper me, even though I hate it, and tell me to do other things. I tell her I was volunteering down at the Ronald McDonald house on Thursday, and she said that would be good for me.

A few minutes later, armed with a better mindset, I go over to Don's and Stacy's and visit with Stacy a little bit, helping her pick out colors for the baby's room, and having girl talks. I then visit my sorority sisters, who all give me big hugs and don't prod about what happened, but were there for me, and I came home with some warm and fuzzies they had written for me, as well as some new clothes with the Greek letters on them.

I come home and call you at the bar. "Hey, baby, what's up?" I ask.
 
"We had a bar fight earlier," I tell you. "We are cleaning some shit up and I have to make an insurance claim. And, oh," I say. "Guess who else had a fight tonight."
 
"She's fine," I laugh. "Kaylee said something about how she'd like to fuck me. Riley tore into her. Told her that Lynn was a good girl and if she tried anything she'd kick her ass and feed her to the boys at the juvenile center around the corner."
 
"Holy shit, really?" I ask, slightly touched. "Wow. . . Tell her thanks from me," I say. "Went and saw my counselor, she basically said relax and let you do what you want with me, then went and helped Stacy organize the bedroom for the baby, and visited my sorority sisters and got some stuff they got for me. So now I'm home, and I'm thinking a nap is in order."
 
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