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Martin had me pinned against the wall before I could even think. His tattooed arms wrapped around me, those inked hands gripping my hips as he pushed me back. I could feel his cock hard against my stomach through his pants. He pulled me down onto the couch, ripping my clothes off with those strong hands. I spread my legs for him, already wet and ready. He knelt between my thighs and shoved his face right into my pussy, tongue deep inside me. I screamed into the couch cushion as he licked me like a starving man. My hips bucked against his face, my nails digging into his shoulders as he sucked harder. He stood up and shoved me onto my back, spreading my legs wide. His cock was already out, thick and hard. He pushed inside me in one thrust, filling me completely. I arched my back and screamed as he pounded into me, hitting my cervix with every slam. He flipped me onto my knees and pushed me forward onto the table. I bent over, ass in the air, and he grabbed my hair, pulling my head back as he entered me from behind. I could feel him stretching me, then he started fucking me hard, his balls slapping against my ass with every thrust. I pushed him onto his back and straddled him, riding him while he gripped my tits. I leaned forward, letting my hair hang down as I bounced on his cock. He reached up and pinched my nipples, making me cry out. I came hard, my pussy clamping down on him as I squirted all over his stomach. He flipped me back onto my back and spread my legs wide again. I was still twitching from my orgasm but he kept going, fucking me through it. He pulled out and rubbed his cock against my slit before pushing back in. I screamed his name as he filled me up, holding me tight as we both fell back onto the couch.