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Chapter 8 by Manbear Manbear

Are you gentle?

Not particularly

"Get up on that table" you tell the dazed woman. You are pleased to see her obey you without a fight. A she turns away from you and pulls herself up onto the work bench, that sits against the wall.

"Please don't be like this." She says her voice suddenly flat "I don't like this."

Grabbing her thin blouse with both hands you tear the fabric away from her big tits. Her breasts were big and juicy and you love the feel of her tits as your hands fondle her white globes. You twist and squeeze them until she moans in response. Her tits feel unbeleivably soft under your calloused fingers, and you knead them firmly before tasting the swollen tips with your toungue.

"I haven't had a woman in almost a month, girl. I'm going to enjoy your fine body." The girl just closes her eyes and sits there swaying slightly as her nipples tighten under your fingers. Pushing her back onto the work bench you move forward so your hips press her thighs apart. You lift her skirt up over her legs tucking the fabric into her waistband to keep the fabric from falling back and hiding her exposed slit. Holding your cock in your fist you place the head of your throbbing cock against her sweet pussy.

"Please...No, not like this." She opens her eyes and lifts her head to look you in the face. "When we kissed, I thought you were different. Now you are being mean to me."

Leaning forward you press yourself into her body. Her words are annoying you a little, but her body feels fantastic. As you thrust into her you feel the warmth from her pussy heat your shaft. The girl moans as you slide in and out of her cunt, this was no maiden, this girl clearly is used to having a cock deep in her body.

Grinding your hips with each thrust you drive your cock as deep as possible into her slick cunt. She is still speaking to you, but you ignore her words and concentrate on the feel of your body as you take her. Her hands are thrashing with emotion, clutching at the table and banging against the blacksmiths tools hanging from the wall. It doesn't take long before you feel yourself getting closer and closer to exploding.

With a yell of emotion burst after burst of cum flood into her pussy. Your head relaxes and slumps down as you savor the feeling of your throbbing cock empty the rest of the way into her.

The sound of metal clinking against metal makes you look up just as a hammer smashes into your head.

"Damn." You think as you slump **** against her soft body.

Do you ever wake up?

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