Sleeping with the enemy

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Getting up from the bed,
careful not to wake the sleeping body that was next to me.
I put on my clothes
and tipe toe out the door
cursing myself and him
for the one night stand.

Why did i let this happen?
I hate him so!
I feel nothing for him.
We work together nothing more.

He's arrogant and conceited,
too full of himself for my taste.
But yet I let it happen.

I let him undress me,
as i undressed him.
Pushing him on the bed
I kiss him hard on the lips,
sliding my tounge in his mouth
as he is undoing my black lace bra.

He pulls away from the kiss,
he starts to kiss at the nape of my neck
then going lower and slides my breast in his mouth.
He flips me onto my back,
sliding my hands up above me head,
pinning them with one hand as his other hand
slides my black panties off.

A finger slides inside of pussy
a little moan escapes from my lips as he is fingering me
making me wet,
making me want his manhood inside of me.
He slides his finger out and licks his finger.
He keeps my hands pinned above my head
and climbs on top of me,
he slides his manhood slowly inside of me,
he slowly starts to thrust in and out of me,
making a moan escape my lips.

Picking up the pace he thrusts inside of me faster,
going deeper with each thrust,
making me moan out with ecstasy,
wrapping my legs around his waist,
wanting him deeper inside of me.
I start to cum as his thrusting gets longer, deeper, and faster.

Making me moan out his name,
wanting more and more,
feeling his manhood throbing inside of me.
Deep penetration again and again,
Until both of us cums.

Cursing myself at the memory
I guess i've done something i shouldn't have done
i've slept with the enemy.


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