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Ben groaned as their bodies met with increasing force. Rebecca released one hand from the bench and used it on her clit. The added sensation made her breathing go ragged and her legs weaken. Ben took one hand off her hips and reached up to tweak her nipple."Hard now," she said, "harder." Ben smalled into her, shoving her forward.A groan of release came from the pines. It was abrupt and guttural."Did you hear that?" asked Ben without letting up.Rebecca didn't answer. She saw the silhouette throw its head back and its arm jerk spasmodically until his shoulders slumped. Seeing this pushed her over the edge. She closed her eyes and the orgasm hit, rippling through her in electric waves. Her muscles clenched and released. She heaved forward, moaning and repeating "fuck yes, fuck yes, fuck yes," as Ben thrust against her with both hands tightly on her hips to keep her from falling. It went on for nearly a minute and she faded in and out of consciousness as the pleasure overwhelmed her. Just. Long lashes lapped gently at his high cheekbones whenever he blinked. He had a beautiful copper toned face and a well-trimmed goatee that rested upon a strong mandible. Carelessly spiked, dark brown hair accentuated his look. He was well dressed with a loose black sweater and a pair of khaki cargo pants. I drank in the sight of him and thought I would faint just from being in his presence. “Y-y-yes, that’s me,” I managed to stammer. I then gave him a quizzical look. “How did you know my name?” “Seems I’ve forgotten my manners,’ he chuckled softly. He immediately outstretched a strong large hand to me. “I’m Alex Harrington. President of the student body. I’m here to show you around and help you get acquainted a little better.” I reached out and shook his hand gently, resting only my fingers in his palm. His hand was so big, I thought it could easily crush my own. His palm was warm, dry, and unexpectedly soft. The heat emanating from his hand traveled down my fingertips and up to my.
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