The Naked Apple 3 1/3: How I learned to stop whining and love the Apple

You kick open the door and Applejack continues to thrust her energetic hips deeper and deeper into your stomach. She bites your neck, and you feel a shock of ecstacy run down your spine, elating every nerve within your nethers. You grasp her hair and draw her neck back as you rub your stubble twain her neck.

"Unhhhhhhhhhh.......God Anon........"

Applejack thrusts her hips harder into your chest as you continue to lick up and down her neck.

"Fuck me Anon......Fuck me right now!"

You bite her earlobe a little bit. Her leg kicks out in excitement as her nails dig into your back. She pulls her weight behind her as she has you collapse on top of her unto her bed.

With an excitedable hand she quickly unfastens your khakis, as you ravenousaly remove her blouse, freeing her precious twin bosoms from their chambers. You bury your stubbled face next to them as you firmly embrace them with your open palm.

"Mmmmmmmmm......yeah..... that feels so goooood." Applejack moans as she grasps your raging erection and begins throttling it.

Your stubbled chin dwindles slowly to the edge of her skirt, where the scent of feminitity was rampart, Applejack cluctched harder on your throbbing member, the nearer you drew to her garden. You pull back slightly at the panty line, as she runs her finger against the swollen center of your beast, releasing a welcoming moistness, to herald in the wild call.

With a firm, yet nimble tug, you release her privvies from their bindings, revealing an open and welcoming nestling place for your enraged member

You stared into her hungry, eager eyes as she stared back into yours.

"I love you Applejack." You pant, rubbing the head of your member gainst the sensitive lobes of her blooming flower.

"Ah love you too Anon." She wrapped her arms around your back, and quickly thrusted her tongue into your mouth.

With a quick pull back, you did the same, your member quickly filling up every emptiness within Applejack, colliding with every sensation starving nerve within her womanhood. With every thrust you could feel her clench harder and harder into your back, as if carving her estacy into your back for all the world to see.

Every swing, you returned with greater force, deeper and deeper, fuller and fuller. Your eyes came in contact with hers again, as she smiled and bit your neck.

You clench your teeth and caress her neck and breasts as you continue filling her emptiness.

The gap began closing, quicker...quicker...her nails dug deep into your back, deeper...deeper. she lost grip and began holding the metal back frame. Closer....closer....

"OHHHHH OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!"

You suddenly get clonked on the head with the metal piece.

You pull out, and lay on the heavely beating chest of your beloved Southern Dixie Belle, her hand around your neck. You reach up and grab it, as you whisper to her.

"Never let go."

"I never will."