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Tricia's joy was so palpable that it seemed sparks of color were shooting from her eyes; hearing her YES made it seem like she had won the lottery.

"Oh, thank you... hmm... thank you so, so much, my love... ooh... I swear I'll put all my skills and experience into giving you all the pleasure you deserve... ooh... 24/7," Tricia said, kissing her boyfriend's entire face.

"I'm counting... oh... I'm counting on it, Tricia... hmm, and to celebrate, how about I take you one more time before we rest, but this time I'll be on top," Morty said, trying to sound as manly as possible.

"Heh heh... I expected nothing less from my super boyfriend."

Tricia settled down on one side of him, then he mounted the young woman, having a full view of his new girlfriend. The young woman, with her hair all messed up, was biting her lips, while she placed her arms around Morty's head.

He had lost count of all the times he dreamed of being in a scenario like this, mounted in a dominant position on a girl and ready to take her again... it will be something he will surely repeat many times.

"Oh heavens, Tricia... you don't know how sexy you look like that," Morty said, fitting his mast into the scoring zone.

"I can feel it... how hard you are, come on, show me the man you are," she said, holding on to him with greater ****.

With that encouragement, Morty thrust his sword without hesitation, hitting Tricia's interior with a roughness that made the poor girl's eyes go cross-eyed.

" OOOOOOH... YEEESSS.... GGHHH... THAT'S WHAT I WAS... AYYYYYYY... TALKING ABOUT."

Once he bottomed out, young Smith launched a rampant but focused attack against his Lange girl, who moved her head from side to side.

"OOOOOH... OOHHHHHHH... SO GOOD... HMMMM... SO DELICIOUS... AAAAAAAAA"

"Grrrr.... uuhh... how I wished to have a... a sexy female... oohh like this beneath me... ooooh."

Morty's powerful thrusts easily made the bed move; being in a dominant position like this made him feel more like a man than in his entire life.

"HMMM... Y.. YOU ARE MINE TRICIA LANGE... UHH... MINE, NO ONE ELSE THAN ME... UMM... IS GOING TO BE ABLE TO HAVE YOU... GGGRRRRR," Morty shouted, solidifying his dominance.

In response, Tricia intertwined her long legs around the back of her man, macho, and boyfriend.

"I AM MORTY SMITH'S FROM TODAY AND FOREVERRRRR!... AAHHHHHHH.... NO OTHER... OOOH... MAN WILL EVER TOUCH ME AGAIN... HHMMM... YOU AND ONLY YOU WILL," Tricia vociferated uncontrollably.

For an instant, as he gave the final thrusts to his girl, he thought that his sister Summer and probably the whole block must be hearing his recital. But he soon wished for that thought to be for tomorrow; today he wanted to be the Lord and Master of the situation.

"MY LAST LOAD, SLUT!"

"FUCK... OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH... HOT... AAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY"

And with the combined orgasm, Morty and Tricia concluded their torrid first night together... but it was the beginning of their courtship.