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SNIPER 06

Dec 30th, 2014
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  1. I want to feel the Sniper run his fingers through my hair.
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  3. I want to close my eyes and gasp as his hands slip beneath my shirt and roam my abdomen.
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  5. I'd be up against the wall, facing it, with the Sniper's body pressing into mine from behind. He would be kissing my neck, knowing how much I love it, as his hands traveled down my body. He'd reach over and pick up the bottle of lubricant and slowly slip a finger inside of my ass, preparing me for what's to come.
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  7. His fingers would move deeper inside me as I focused on remaining relaxed, gasping at the sensation. He'd increase to two fingers and ask me if I was ready for him. I'd tell him I was and for him to start whenever he was ready.
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  9. He'd stand up and unzip his belt, freeing his erect cock. He'd pour a good amount of lube onto it before closing the bottle and tossing it aside.
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  11. His hands would move up to grab my shoulders as he placed the tip of his cock at the entrance to my ass. He'd slowly move himself inside of me as I attempt to moan but wouldn't be able to find my voice.
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  13. His cock would penetrate deeper inside of me as I whimper in pleasure. He'd bury himself into my ass all the way up the the hilt and leave himself there for a seconds for me to adjust to length.
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  15. He'd whisper into my ear asking if I was fine with him being rougher than usual today. I'd tell him to do whatever he wanted to.
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  17. His hands would move from my shoulders to grab my hips for a better grip as he started fucking me faster and faster. He'd emit a grunt of effort every time he slammed himself into me.
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  19. My hands would form empty fists as I tried to find something to grab onto for support. I would collapse against the wall, unable to form any coherent thoughts or sentences except begging the Sniper to fuck me harder. His fingers would dig into my hips, leaving red marks, as he continued to thrust his cock into my ass.
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  21. His hands would let go of my hips, leaving my trembling knees trying to stand up on their own. He would reach up to my head and pull me over to kiss me long and hard as he ejaculates inside of me with one more thrust. He'd pull me in closer as his continued penetration combined with his lips kissing mine triggered me to come harder than I ever have before. My semen would squirt onto the wall, some of it coating my stomach, as my orgasm seized my body.
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  23. Once he pulled himself out I'd try to stand but my knees would give out and I'd crumple to the floor, trying to find my breath. The Sniper would kneel down and pull me into his arms, lightly kissing my neck as I recovered. Once I did we would clean up in the shower and fall asleep in each others' arms.
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