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Ben was alone at the cottage. He was bottoming out now, his loose balls draping over her eyes and his legs began to burn slightly from the slow motion fuck. He pressed forward again, attaching her mouth to his and ran his tongue across hers. Had her pussy been even with his cock, she would have lost control and ripped off his trunks and fuck herself silly on it. He did it again on her left cheek and she squealed then moaned. As she did this, his cock responded and became erect again. They looked back at him with absolute love. With every ounce of strength he could conjure, he reached and stretched as far as he could toward her outstretched hand at the same time as she was reaching for him. Ben continued to walk for several minutes toward the unseen driveway entrance of her house and would be in about a mile or so. To him, her lips wrapped around the bagel in a sensuous embrace that seemed to melt the morsel at their touch. He nodded but didn’t say anything more. Penetrating her throat like this always took a little time as she overcame her gag reflex and relaxed enough to open her throat to him. He kissed his way down her