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fingers into the sides of her panties she bites down on her lip, still staring right at me like some hungry, sex-starved virgin schoolgirl and that thought alone almost makes me come before I’ve even had a chance to know what she feels like.
I sink to my haunches and slowly slide her panties down over her thighs, right down until they fall to the floor and she steps out of them. I toss them aside and zone in on her shaved pussy, touching her smooth skin, ignoring my protesting cock. The throbbing is painful, but it’s just gonna have to be patient.
Leaning forward, I close my eyes and press my mouth against her soft slit, and her tiny, quiet moans cause my cock to protest even harder. Tough. My tongue’s getting some action first.
She opens her legs a little wider, her fingers in my hair as I plunge into her soaking wet heaven. Her clit’s swollen and hard as I flick my tongue over it, drawing more, slightly louder moans out of her. Jesus! She tastes so fucking good! Musky and sweet and so freakin’ hot! I don’t often go down on women. Only done it a couple of times. I prefer them to go down on me , but this – I want this, before I give my cock the chance to have what it’s wanted since the second I first saw her in Laney’s .
I feel her legs weaken slightly as I pull her wider apart; I want to get my tongue as deep inside her as I can, and her fingers grip my scalp tightly as push in, my face right up against her now, and there ain’t no other place I want to be.
I roll my tongue around, licking her out, and I feel her juices trickle down my throat because it’s taken me all of a few seconds to make her come. But, hey, I’m Mack Slayer. I can make women come just by looking at ‘em.
‘Oh, Jesus! ’ Her cries echo around the kitchen as she pushes down on me, and I drink her in, feeling her shudder as I swallow her warm, sweet juices; feel them slide down over my chin. ‘Jesus… Mack! ’
She groans my name, and I finally pull away from her, wiping my damp chin with my forearm. Her face is flushed, and I press my hand against her chest again. Her heartbeat’s out of control now, slamming against my palm, her tits rising and falling as she breathes heavy and hard and I bend my head to suck on a nipple. I’m in freakin’ heaven here! Because I know she’s gonna let me do what the hell I want to her. And there was me thinking she wasn’t gonna be that easy. They’re all easy. Even the ones I think I can’t have, I just have to keep the faith. They all succumb eventually, and in all fairness, it didn’t take this one all that long to realize it was only ever gonna end one way.
Maybe once really will be enough. I hope it is. Because when this is done, and I have to tell her that I can’t help her no more, she might never want to see me again.
Izzi
I want him to take me like a low-down filthy whore. I need him to take me like a low-down filthy whore. Now. I want him to hurt me, to push me to my furthest limits until I can take no more. I don’t want nice, safe, perfect sex. I want dangerous sex. I want it harsh and painful because it was never like that with Aiden. Ever. It was always safe. Always good. So I can’t have that kind of sex here. But I do need sex. I need the release it’s going to give me; that momentary feeling of calm as those final tingles recede. I need him to think he’s in control, when really it’s me. And, yes, this is happening way sooner than I’d intended, but I can do this. I can make it work. I haven’t ruined anything. I’m in control.
Feeling his tongue circle my clit before plunging inside me was only the beginning. He made me come, so he’s got the power back, and that’s fine. That’s good, because I need him to be at his powerful best now. It was starting to verge on normal just then, and I don’t want normal. I stopped wanting that a long time ago. I want warped and twisted and sick. So I need him to take me like some cheap, dirty,
I sink to my haunches and slowly slide her panties down over her thighs, right down until they fall to the floor and she steps out of them. I toss them aside and zone in on her shaved pussy, touching her smooth skin, ignoring my protesting cock. The throbbing is painful, but it’s just gonna have to be patient.
Leaning forward, I close my eyes and press my mouth against her soft slit, and her tiny, quiet moans cause my cock to protest even harder. Tough. My tongue’s getting some action first.
She opens her legs a little wider, her fingers in my hair as I plunge into her soaking wet heaven. Her clit’s swollen and hard as I flick my tongue over it, drawing more, slightly louder moans out of her. Jesus! She tastes so fucking good! Musky and sweet and so freakin’ hot! I don’t often go down on women. Only done it a couple of times. I prefer them to go down on me , but this – I want this, before I give my cock the chance to have what it’s wanted since the second I first saw her in Laney’s .
I feel her legs weaken slightly as I pull her wider apart; I want to get my tongue as deep inside her as I can, and her fingers grip my scalp tightly as push in, my face right up against her now, and there ain’t no other place I want to be.
I roll my tongue around, licking her out, and I feel her juices trickle down my throat because it’s taken me all of a few seconds to make her come. But, hey, I’m Mack Slayer. I can make women come just by looking at ‘em.
‘Oh, Jesus! ’ Her cries echo around the kitchen as she pushes down on me, and I drink her in, feeling her shudder as I swallow her warm, sweet juices; feel them slide down over my chin. ‘Jesus… Mack! ’
She groans my name, and I finally pull away from her, wiping my damp chin with my forearm. Her face is flushed, and I press my hand against her chest again. Her heartbeat’s out of control now, slamming against my palm, her tits rising and falling as she breathes heavy and hard and I bend my head to suck on a nipple. I’m in freakin’ heaven here! Because I know she’s gonna let me do what the hell I want to her. And there was me thinking she wasn’t gonna be that easy. They’re all easy. Even the ones I think I can’t have, I just have to keep the faith. They all succumb eventually, and in all fairness, it didn’t take this one all that long to realize it was only ever gonna end one way.
Maybe once really will be enough. I hope it is. Because when this is done, and I have to tell her that I can’t help her no more, she might never want to see me again.
Izzi
I want him to take me like a low-down filthy whore. I need him to take me like a low-down filthy whore. Now. I want him to hurt me, to push me to my furthest limits until I can take no more. I don’t want nice, safe, perfect sex. I want dangerous sex. I want it harsh and painful because it was never like that with Aiden. Ever. It was always safe. Always good. So I can’t have that kind of sex here. But I do need sex. I need the release it’s going to give me; that momentary feeling of calm as those final tingles recede. I need him to think he’s in control, when really it’s me. And, yes, this is happening way sooner than I’d intended, but I can do this. I can make it work. I haven’t ruined anything. I’m in control.
Feeling his tongue circle my clit before plunging inside me was only the beginning. He made me come, so he’s got the power back, and that’s fine. That’s good, because I need him to be at his powerful best now. It was starting to verge on normal just then, and I don’t want normal. I stopped wanting that a long time ago. I want warped and twisted and sick. So I need him to take me like some cheap, dirty,
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