I arrived at Mr. D’s.  I went to his room to say hello and let him know I was there. We talked and after I kneeled for him he said, “On your back.”

He got between my legs and put a couple drops of lube on me. He was in need of me as I was in need of him.  He sheathed his cock in me to the hilt. Quickly, he built a rhythm. This was straight, raw, fucking.  I could tell right away that this was a night unlike most.  There would be no play, no nuance, no teasing.  This was pure hunger.  

He pumped me deep, he pumped me hard, and soon he buried himself all the way inside me and yelled out as he came.  I loved every brief minute of it.  He rarely allows himself such a direct route to orgasm.  I held him as he shook and my joy filled me full. 

There is something so fulfilling about a quickie like that. Mmm.