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I stared at Max's beautiful, hard dick. The skin was smooth and velvety. I put my lips together to kiss the tip, teasing him, swirling my lips and tongue around it but not letting him enter me, daring him to penetrate my mouth without my permission. I could feel how excited he was. He lost control then and pushed himself between my lips. I let my teeth drag ever so slightly against the lower underside of his cock, just to remind him that I was the one in control here. For a split second, I saw his face register this tiny pain, which gave way to pleasure when I ran my tongue along the underside of his prick, massaging the most sensitive spot near the tip. With one violent thrust, Max was inside me up to his balls, filling up my mouth and fucking my face, more deeply than I'd ever taken him before but still not deep enough. I wanted more of his dick in me. I wanted to take it all the way down my throat. I embraced the reflexive gag and moved my whole head, determined to make him let go, cry out. I felt his buttocks clench and knew he was at the point of no return. I gulped, wrapping my mouth around his throbbing dick as tightly as I could. He responded by throwing his head back and let rip with a slow, low growl. His warm white liquid burned the skin on the back of my throat, and I eagerly drank what I could, allowing the excess to spill from my mouth onto Max's balls and legs.

A couple of cars went past, but they didn't seem to notice us there. I knelt on the floor with my head in Max's lap, licking the spunk off his thighs. But the sight of those cars reminded us that we might still attract the audience we craved. After five minutes, I felt a familiar twitching in Max's dick, watched the spent balls swell again, saw the exhausted flesh come back to life. I put one of his balls in my mouth and sucked it until his prick stiffened against my cheek as he got hard again.

"Oh, baby," I said. "You're hard and horny. And I need that fat cock inside me right now. I think we're ready for round two."

I got on the bed on all fours, facing the window, ass in the air, nipples hanging down, and tits swinging. I was thrilled to see that in the night light our bodies were reflected in the glass, the window acting like a two-way mirror so that we could make out our own reflections and at the same time see those images projected onto the street in front of us. I tilted my hips up so that my asshole and pussy were both in Max's face, letting him know that I wanted to fuck in our favorite position, to have him pounding me doggy-style. It wasn't just so that we could see ourselves as he rode me; I'd had my clitoral orgasm. With Max pounding me from behind, I knew that I stood a good chance of experiencing a G-spot climax, too.

"Oh, yeah," snarled Max, his cock easily sliding into my cunt, which was still oozing and slippery from his tongue. Having him inside me so soon after my last orgasm made me ultra-sensitive; I could feel every inch of Max probing my slit, from the rounded tip that pried open my lips to the thick, veiny shaft that stretched my insides and filled me up. Once he was securely inside me, he reached around and fondled my tits, grabbing them like a wild animal, watching them slap against each other in the windowpane as my whole body was rocked by the force of his thrusts. I closed my eyes, all the better to enjoy the pounding sensation, and was just beginning to feel a tingling in my arms and legs when Max stopped dead, absolutely still. I opened my eyes to see what the problem was, and that's when I saw them. On the other side of the glass was a young couple, about our own age, holding hands and staring at the shop window with an expression on their faces of purest shock. Or was it shock? Even as Max and I watched, their faces registered not horror but intrigue and then desire. They exchanged a glance and drew closer, touching each other as they watched us.

"This is it, baby," said Max, pulling his dick almost all the way out of me and preparing for one enormous thrust. "Let's give them something to fucking look at." And he speared me so hard with his cock that I threw back my head and let out a roar of pleasure.

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