Beatles Era

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So this one is for AlbalizMarie . I'm so very sorry this is so late. I hope you enjoy it though. :)

As you and Paul stepped out of the limo your vision was obstructed by hundreds of wild fans hands. You were smacked by a waving hand and you read over to push the girl but Paul caught your hand. You blushed and gave him the death stare.

As you made it to your hotel room Paul unlocked and opened the door to let you in. Frustrated and jealous of all the girls who are after Paul , you angrily sit down on the bed. Crossing your arms as you stare at the floor.

As Paul walks over to sit with you , you ball your fists and tighten your stare on him. You watch him as he sits down and places his hand on your inner thigh. This makes you blush but you're still upset.

" Love " Paul sighs " what's wrong? You're acting so distant. " You move your leg so Paul no longer has a hold on it. You turn to face him. " I'm tired of all these beautiful girls going after you. They deserve you more then I do and I sometimes wonder why you chose me. "

Paul pulls you closer to him by your waist and you try to wiggle away from his tight grip but the warmth of his hand on your side is too welcoming. " I chose you because you're beautiful , and smart , and every time I look into your gorgeous eyes everything else disappears. " You unfold your arms as Paul begins to kiss you down the side of your neck. You let out a small moan to signal to Paul that you're sorry.

As Paul begins to lift up your dress you lay farther back in the bed. Paul kneels down and begins to lick your clit. He takes two fingers and suddenly thrusts them into you. Pumping in and out quicker and quicker. You cum on his fingers and you throw your head back as you do so.

Paul takes off his pants and shirt and lays down on the bed. He signals you to get on top of him. You straddle him backwards and as his long cock enters you , you look into the mirror in the opposite wall of the bed.

You can see everything as you begin to move up and down in circles. Paul pulls your hair causing your head to fall back. Paul looks into the mirror as he fucks you. He lets loose of your hair and begins to rub your clit. This increases the pleasure. You tell Paul " I'm gonna cum! " as you moan.

In response to this Paul increases his speed and his hot cum shoots inside of you. You both ride out your highs and collapse on the bed. Paul massages your breasts as you both fall asleep.

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