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almost enough to make her come. So could feel his cock reaming out her pussy. The freedom she had in
the fucking pushed her nearer the edge of her orgasm.
When she reached down between her legs and stroked lightly over her own clit, she did come. Hard.
Never in her life had Velvet experienced a more potent climax.
She soared on the kaleidoscopic winds of ecstasy, floating and diving, twisting and turning and relishing
every single instant of the ultimate in human sensation.
"God, Ben, it's too much. I can't take any more. I love it so much but my body won't take it!"
"Bullshit," he grunted. "This is just getting good. Try to relax just a bit, then let yourself go. That'll be a
real come, one you'll remember for years!"
Velvet tried to follow his instructions but it was difficult. The friction of his cock fucking so strongly in
and out of her pussy warmed her loins and set tiny watchfires burning in her guts. Without too much
effort those tiny fires could turn into conflagrations threatening to totally consume her body.
She fucked herself faster in response to the man's hand movements on her tits. The way her boobs
expanded with more and more blood being pumped from her heart, she thought they would explode.
The lewd squashing sound of his cock racing in and out of her tight pussy reached her ears and the
sweat and sex odors from the fucking expanded her nostrils.
Velvet felt the telltale tensions mounting inside her body again. She had relaxed only for an instant. Being
only flesh and blood, she simply couldn't relax all the way with that hard and hot virile cock inside her
pussy. His hands pressed her tits together and rubbed one nipple against the other. The unique sensation
got her off.
Her come was even better than the prior one. But it was sharp and quick, over too soon. She was
turning into a sex junkie. She needed more, lots more fucking.
"Give it to me, Ben darling. I'm burning inside. I need to feel your cock, every single goddamn inch of it,
in my hot cunt!"
Even as she spoke she was acting. Her hips went berserk. She fucked herself faster and harder than
ever before. Velvet corkscrewed to and fro, grinding her hips down into Ben's crotch. She felt his bush
stimulating her clit, making it twitch and tingle.
Hands on her tits, his cock vanishing repeatedly into her demanding cunt, the man couldn't stand it any
longer. He began arching his back to drive his prick even deeper into her hot center. He felt the fuck
juices squirting out around his prick but this hardly mattered. The tensions in his balls mounted, then
snapped.
He came, spewing out his sweet flowing come into her pussy. She tensed and shrieked as the flaming
juices hit her sensitive cunt walls. Their groins locked together in the most intimate of all possible
touches, straining and grinding until both of them were sated and exhausted.
Velvet collapsed forward, her still-hard nipples poking into the man's hairy chest. She smiled at him and
kissed his lips lightly.
"You're great, Ben, none better."
"Bitch," he said. "You got the reporting job."
"Ben, don't think you have to give it to me just because . . ."
"If you didn't mean it, you wouldn't get the job. But I know you do mean it so I'm giving you a chance.
Just one."
"Oh, Ben, that's all I want. I'll show you I can do a bang-up job!"
"You have," he said, smiling up at her vivacious face. "You already have!"
Chapter 5
"I'm glad Ben assigned you to this story, too, Velvet," Tony said earnestly. "It looks like it's going to be a
big one. We had a tip that the bank president was embezzling tons of money but none of the other
reporters have been able to crack it."
"You think we can do it if we work together?" she asked, looking at the young man. He was hunched
over the steering wheel like some race car driver.
"Sure. We've got a lot on the ball. As a team, we're unbeatable."
"It doesn't seem that we'll be able to do all that much if the other reporters have struck out. Hell,
Williamson wouldn't even authorize a camera crew. Imagine, a pair of TV reporters without a camera
crew."
"Don't sweat it. I've got an inside track. This is going to make us both famous. Pulitzer prizes, the works.
We'll be able to go to the networks and name our own salaries after this breaks."
Velvet sighed and leaned back in the seat. She wished she could believe Tony but he was just too
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