A Talent for Surrender

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tip. Sarah began to rock her hips. He matched her rhythm. Her pussy felt hot and slippery. Her clit twitched in his mouth.
    He gave Sarah’s nipple a final pinch and slid his hand back down between her legs. He slid two fingers inside her. He pressed his fingertips hard into her G-spot and she raised her bottom off the bed, gasping and panting. His cock was pumped with blood and heat.
    He slid in a third finger and fucked her slowly as he sucked on her clit. Sarah’s hips pumped, rubbing her crotch against his eager face. He lapped at her hot cunt. He could feel her muscles gripping his fingers.
    Hot breath gushed down his nose as he licked her. He was tingling all over. His cock was on fire.
    Sarah’s body had begun to buck. The bed creaked and squealed. Dan held onto her hip. He pressed his face against her crotch, sucking on her clit. Her muscles gripped his fingers, hard as iron.
    ‘I’m going to come . . . I’m going to come . . .’ Her voice was high and urgent.
    She began to wail. She ground her crotch against Dan’s mouth. Her clit danced in his mouth. Her muscles gripped his fingers. His cock was rigid and tingling. Prickles of excitement slid down his spine.
    The bed squeaked and shook. He struggled to keep his grip on her as she came. He kept his mouth fastened over her clit, sucking the orgasm out of her. He pressed the tips of his fingers against her G-spot. She sobbed and mewled. Her body was rigid and trembling.
    As soon as her muscles began to soften Dan released her. He slid out his fingers and gave her clit a final kiss. Sarah lifted her head off the bed and looked down at him.
    ‘What are you going to do now?’ She sounded weak and exhausted.
    ‘I’m going to fuck you.’ He climbed onto the bed and Sarah slid across and lay on her back with her legs spread wide. He wrapped his fist around his cock and slowly stroked it. The tip was shiny and slippery.
    He shuffled forwards until he was between her parted thighs. He put a hand under each of her buttocks and lifted her up until her crotch was level with his erection. He used one hand to position himself and rolled up his hips, pushing into her. He sighed as he entered her. She felt fiery hot and soft and wet.
    Smudged mascara stained her face. Her normally sleek hair was messy and matted. Her nipples were thick and dark. Dan lifted her legs up over his shoulders and wrapped his arms round her thighs.
    His body was rigid with excitement. He was tingling all over. He moved his hips, sliding in and out of her hot cunt. The out-stroke was long and delicious and slow. He could feel her muscles squeezing him. On the in-stroke his foreskin slid back, revealing the tip of his cock so that it prickled with pleasure and sensitivity. Heat and pleasure coursed through his bloodstream.
    Sara slid her right hand between her legs and began to stroke her clit. Her eyes were closed. Her mouth was open slightly and Dan could see that her lips were puffy and dark. Now and again, he would get a glimpse of her glistening pink tongue between her perfect teeth.
    The headboard banged rhythmically against the wall. Sarah was rocking her hips, bringing up her crotch to meet his thrusts. Her breasts wobbled. Dan’s arms were wrapped around her thighs. He could feel the tension building in his gut. Where the back of her thighs slid against his body he was slick with sweat.
    Sarah was gasping and moaning; hoarse animal cries of passion and hunger. She ground her crotch against his, her fingers clamped over her clit.
    ‘You’re a filthy, horny slut and you can’t leave your cunt alone, can you?’ Dan’s voice sounded hoarse and breathless. ‘I can feel your muscles gripping my cock. You’re going to come soon. I know the signs.’ Dan pumped his hips, pounding her. ‘Your lips are all puffy and dark . . . you’re panting and moaning . . . You’re on the edge, I know you are. You’re going to come any second . . .’
    Her calves banged against his

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