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breast, taking a nipple between his fingers, and teasing it gently.
“Oh my, Javon, yes,” Abby whispered.
She couldn't believe they were doing this, in a closet, in a museum of all places. She had never been one for sex in public but with Javon she was more than willing to explore that side of her. Something about just being around him just made her do things and think about things she had never considered before.
Javon made his way to Abby's pants and tugged them open. He got onto his knees and pulled down her panties. Javon just stared at her pussy, completely open to him. He appreciated that she wasn't shaven like many women thought was stylish. He loved his women neatly trimmed but natural; the way they were meant to be.
Abby couldn't believe Javon was between her legs. He kissed her thighs and parted the folds of her slick pussy with his tongue. He gently explored all her flesh with his tongue. He sucked her clit gently and Abby gasped at the sensation. She started to scream and Javon put a hand over her mouth.
Javon got up and whispered in her ear. “As much as I would love to hear you scream until you voice is hoarse, I would hate to be interrupted by security.”
Abby nodded, took a deep breath, and Javon went back to work on her pussy. She put her fist in her mouth as he licked her and then inserted two fingers. He stroked her G-spot as his mouth latched onto her clit. She rode his fingers until her body couldn't take any more and her orgasm took over. He body trembled and her pussy contracted until the final wave dissipated.
Abby was breathing heavily, her legs weak. Javon helped her pull up her jeans and panties. He held her in his arms until he felt she would be able to walk. Abby kissed him gently, the taste of her juice still on his lips.
“That was extraordinary,” she whispered.
“It was my pleasure, to give you pleasure,” he replied.
“It's your turn,” Abby said, getting onto her knees.
Javon helped her back up. He hugged her gently and whispered in her ear. “This was just for you, Beautiful. Let’s go.”
Abby was confused. Why didn't he want her to give him a blow job? She knew he wanted her. Did he change his mind?
Javon led Abby out of the closet and they walked the rest of the displays, but all he could think about was getting her alone again.
Chapter 16
Mary was in her room getting ready for bed. She had on a long nightgown—white with red trim; her favorite. She was performing her nightly ritual of brushing her hair. After the hunting trip with her father, Maurice had never come to say goodbye. It worried her, but she tried her best to put it out of her mind. She hoped her father would never do anything to harm him. She couldn’t imagine life without Maurice; he was her everything. Her way out of her father’s house, and away from the abuse. There was a knock at the door.
“Who is there?”
“It’s your father. I must speak with you, Daughter.”
“Can it wait until morning? I am in my nightclothes.”
“I am your father. Let me in.”
Mary reluctantly unlocked the door and her father entered her room. He was still wearing the same clothes he’d gone hunting in. They were all wrinkled and he smelled of alcohol. Mary made a face; she hated the smell of alcohol and her father always touched her inappropriately when he drank. She thought once she married Maurice, she could escape him once and for all.
“Sweet Mary, come sit on Daddy’s lap.”
“I prefer to stand.”
“Have it your way. I have some unfortunate news for you.” Herald gave Mary a wicked smirk.
“I gave your suitor, Maurice, a test to see how much he cares for you. I offered him one hundred acres of land in the south and a generous sum of money, if he would leave and never return. He accepted and left an hour ago.”
“You are lying. Maurice would never leave me! He promised never to leave! What did you do?”
“I only tried to protect you; he was more than willing to take
“Oh my, Javon, yes,” Abby whispered.
She couldn't believe they were doing this, in a closet, in a museum of all places. She had never been one for sex in public but with Javon she was more than willing to explore that side of her. Something about just being around him just made her do things and think about things she had never considered before.
Javon made his way to Abby's pants and tugged them open. He got onto his knees and pulled down her panties. Javon just stared at her pussy, completely open to him. He appreciated that she wasn't shaven like many women thought was stylish. He loved his women neatly trimmed but natural; the way they were meant to be.
Abby couldn't believe Javon was between her legs. He kissed her thighs and parted the folds of her slick pussy with his tongue. He gently explored all her flesh with his tongue. He sucked her clit gently and Abby gasped at the sensation. She started to scream and Javon put a hand over her mouth.
Javon got up and whispered in her ear. “As much as I would love to hear you scream until you voice is hoarse, I would hate to be interrupted by security.”
Abby nodded, took a deep breath, and Javon went back to work on her pussy. She put her fist in her mouth as he licked her and then inserted two fingers. He stroked her G-spot as his mouth latched onto her clit. She rode his fingers until her body couldn't take any more and her orgasm took over. He body trembled and her pussy contracted until the final wave dissipated.
Abby was breathing heavily, her legs weak. Javon helped her pull up her jeans and panties. He held her in his arms until he felt she would be able to walk. Abby kissed him gently, the taste of her juice still on his lips.
“That was extraordinary,” she whispered.
“It was my pleasure, to give you pleasure,” he replied.
“It's your turn,” Abby said, getting onto her knees.
Javon helped her back up. He hugged her gently and whispered in her ear. “This was just for you, Beautiful. Let’s go.”
Abby was confused. Why didn't he want her to give him a blow job? She knew he wanted her. Did he change his mind?
Javon led Abby out of the closet and they walked the rest of the displays, but all he could think about was getting her alone again.
Chapter 16
Mary was in her room getting ready for bed. She had on a long nightgown—white with red trim; her favorite. She was performing her nightly ritual of brushing her hair. After the hunting trip with her father, Maurice had never come to say goodbye. It worried her, but she tried her best to put it out of her mind. She hoped her father would never do anything to harm him. She couldn’t imagine life without Maurice; he was her everything. Her way out of her father’s house, and away from the abuse. There was a knock at the door.
“Who is there?”
“It’s your father. I must speak with you, Daughter.”
“Can it wait until morning? I am in my nightclothes.”
“I am your father. Let me in.”
Mary reluctantly unlocked the door and her father entered her room. He was still wearing the same clothes he’d gone hunting in. They were all wrinkled and he smelled of alcohol. Mary made a face; she hated the smell of alcohol and her father always touched her inappropriately when he drank. She thought once she married Maurice, she could escape him once and for all.
“Sweet Mary, come sit on Daddy’s lap.”
“I prefer to stand.”
“Have it your way. I have some unfortunate news for you.” Herald gave Mary a wicked smirk.
“I gave your suitor, Maurice, a test to see how much he cares for you. I offered him one hundred acres of land in the south and a generous sum of money, if he would leave and never return. He accepted and left an hour ago.”
“You are lying. Maurice would never leave me! He promised never to leave! What did you do?”
“I only tried to protect you; he was more than willing to take
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