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I was snuggled up to Thomas when his alarm went off early Monday morning. "Sorry, hun. I like to get my morning run in. Why don't you sleep? We still have a few hours until the conference's opening session." He kissed me deeply, got up to get his workout clothes, and headed out.

After Thomas left, I was lonely and wide awake, so I figured I'd make myself useful and take a nice long shower before Thomas returned.

I welcomed the warm water on my sore body this morning. I honestly can say I had never had that much sex in one day. I shampooed and conditioned my hair first, so I had time to leave the conditioner in to sit for a bit. I thoroughly washed my entire body while the conditioner was in my hair. I use my shaver to touch my legs, arms, and bikini line. As sore as I was, I was craving more time with Thomas and was still somehow horny. A couple of times, my fingers slid inside my pussy to feel better. I also found myself massaging my boobs multiple times and imagining that it was Thomas' hands instead of mine. I finally rinsed the conditioner out of my hair and got out of the shower, and Thomas was sitting on the vanity watching me, smiling.

"How long have you been sitting there," I asked shyly. "Long enough, I was just about ready to join you," Thomas said, winking at me. He came over to me, pulled me into a hug, and kissed me once again. "I picked up some breakfast and a coffee for you; I thought you'd still be asleep after last night's workout!" Although I didn't want to let go of Thomas, some food and coffee sounded perfect. I wrapped a towel around me and enjoyed breakfast and coffee while Thomas took a shower.

Once I finished eating breakfast, I returned to the bedroom to get dressed, only to find Thomas lounging on the bed completely naked. His cock was fully erect as if he was specifically waiting for me to see him there. I smiled and immediately felt my pussy dampen. "Glad you got some food, but now I'd like to fuck you. I want to have your pussy full of my cum when we get to the convention," Thomas said kind of sternly. I dropped my towel on the floor and went to the bed.

"I like it when you follow directions," Thomas said, "how about you get on all fours? I'd like to fuck you from behind this time." I did as Thomas instructed. "Wow, you are dripping wet," Thomas exclaimed as he pushed a couple of his fingers into my vagina. I let out a happy moan to have him touch my body again.

I felt Thomas move behind me; he pushed my shoulders toward the bed and stretched my legs wider. He positioned his cock at the tip of my pussy, grabbed my hips, and slammed his cock into me full force. I screamed out in pleasure, nearly orgasming right then. "Oh, you like that," Thomas asked me. "Of course I do. It's a whole new experience," I exclaimed.

Thomas pumped in and out of my pussy numerous times and then asked, "Do you like to be spanked, you dirty girl?" I almost couldn't answer because I was panting from excitement, "I've never had anyone spank me before." "Ah, I see," Thomas said and then promptly slapped my ass, and I immediately orgasmed!

Thomas continued to bury his cock in my pussy fast and hard until he began to shoot his load into my pussy. After a few moments, he pulled his cock out of me, slapped my ass again, flipped me over, looked me in the eyes, and said, "So if you've never had your ass slapped, can I assume that means you've never had a cock buried in your ass either?" "No, I've never had anal before, but I'd be willing to try with you sometime," I replied shyly again.

"Go get dressed, you sweet little cum slut," Thomas said to me jokingly. I responded with, "I'm only a cum slut for you, sir!" "You know I like it when you call me sir; you should use it more often," Thomas said with a smile.

We went to the conference, checked in, and found a place to sit. I don't know if it was the speaker or if my mind was elsewhere, but I could not focus on a word he said. Thomas must have been in the same headspace because he was messing with his phone during the speech. About 30 minutes into his presentation, Thomas leaned over to me and whispered in my ear, "Look, this conference is pretty pointless at this point

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