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that my Jasmine couldn’t take any more of my ministrations.  I released her hands, attached my lips to that sensitive spot behind her ear, and then pinched both of her nipples.
    She came hard.
    Jasmine was soaked in her own sweetness, and the look of pure bliss she wore let me see her at her most wanton. My girl lost her composure, attacking me with so much vigor that we stumbled backward, and fell to the floor; I landed on my back while Jasmine straddled my chest.
    My sweet cashier looked possessed.
    “Oh, God. Oh, God . . . fuck, Gregory!” Jasmine screamed the whole time the tremors continued to rock her pussy. 
    I’m guessing it didn’t hurt that my hands were gripping her hips, and rubbing her pussy lips and nub against the button of my shirt.
    “Too much, stop  . . . please.” 
    Her begging was incensing me to the point of no return, and before she could protest, I had maneuvered her into a reverse cowgirl position over my mouth with her legs on either side of my head, and her pussy riding my tongue.
    Sweet motherfucking ambrosia exploded on my taste buds.
    Without a shadow of doubt, I knew that I wouldn’t be able to go a day without her this way again.
    “So good . . .  fuck, you taste sweet, baby girl. Mine. My fucking pussy, baby.” I groaned against her clit, and the vibration of my lips and tongue made her come again, almost violently.
    Her hips rose up and off my lips like she wanted me to stop. Not going to fucking happen.
    “Don’t fucking move.” A growl escaped my lips as they ghosted up her thigh. The smell of her arousal and the taste of it on my tongue turned me feral with the need to posses . I need to mark her . My inner beast howled before my teeth sunk into her flesh. Two of my fingers sought her entrance, and then began fucking her with an almost angry vigor; I wanted her nectar all over me.
    “Please . . . please, please.” Jasmine groaned when it became too much, but didn’t try to move away from me this time. She was fast learning to control herself and follow my instructions. I never knew that dominating someone like that could be so enticing. Fuck that, it was dominating her , and her submitting to me that was making this the most intense experience of my life thus far.
    “Good girl,” I cooed, and asked her for more of her sweet release. My fingers began to curl inside of her, looking for that special section of tissue that would cause her to flood my mouth, and I found it. Slowly, I began to massage the roughened patch giving her enough to tense her body and lose control, but not enough to come.
    “What is that, Sir? What the hell is happening to me?” Jasmine’s screams became gibberish the moment my tongue flicked her protruding nub.
    One more swipe of my tongue, and she would—
    “Fuck!” Gush. 
    God.
    With her thighs trembling, muscles spasming, and her body swaying, Jasmine looked ready to crash.
    “Relax, baby, take a moment to breathe. That was intense for the both of us.” 
    She nodded against my crotch, and nuzzled my girth. I groaned and pushed my hips up toward her face. The little minx waved two fingers at me asking for a breather, and then went back to breathing and blowing hot air over my cock’s head.
    I can’t recall how long we laid there in that uncomfortable sixty-nine position. Could’ve been hours, could’ve been minutes. Not that it mattered; my girl was in obvious need of the
    break, but I was more than ready for my turn.
    My cock couldn’t take the feel of Jasmine’s lips so close and not be engulfed down her throat anymore. I wanted to see her wrapped around me; I needed it.
    I waited with patience for my cue, planning in my head all the ways I could take her. She lifted her head a little, and looked into my eyes, ignorant of the fantasies running amuck in my mind of all the ways I could penetrate her pussy.
    Jasmine’s stare was intense—loaded with sexual tension when she ran a single slim finger over the wet patch of pre-come