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watched every move he made, and he watched her every reaction. Or at least he tried to. He was determined to please her, and he would only be a success if he paid attention to what made Spring’s juices flow abundantly.
Her sweet scent intoxicated him. Bo pressed his cheek to her soft, flat stomach. He heard Spring moan, and as she pressed him tighter to her stomach, she gently massaged her fingers into his scalp. He moved and began placing butterfly kisses on and around the pink diamond belly ring nestled in her navel. Feeling her belly quiver was too much of a turn-on to pass up. He moved down her body, placing kisses along the way. It was like a siren’s call. The sweet scent of her arousal could no longer be prolonged. He had to taste her.
“Lean against the glass, baby.” She gave him a weary look. “Trust me, it’s sturdy.” Breathless, his little minx could only nod.
He did not give Spring time to think. He widened her stance and felt her body lean back just a bit. She braced a hand on the glass for extra leverage. Bo lifted one of her legs onto his shoulder. He spread open her slick slit and groaned.
“All for me,” he muttered as he locked gazes with her for long moments. Bo attacked her swollen clit with his tongue. He didn’t even try to control the deep growls of approval he made, as he tasted her delectable nectar that had made its way to her clit. He swirled around the sensitive nub, keeping his tongue soft as he slid two fingers down to her slick opening and gently massaged her outer lips. The heat from her core could have scorched him. It intrigued him and made him want to explore her slick sheath to see if it was just as hot. Her sheath rippled and pushed out more cream as she rocked her hips. Bo loved the way Spring’s pussy clenched in anticipation.
* * * *
Spring’s hips bucked towards his face. “Oh…please…” Spring was barely coherent.
Everything Bo did made her head spin. She was hell-bent on enjoying her first ride with him. She watched his movements as much as she could. She was already seeing stars, or was that the Vegas lights? When Bo managed to catch her gaze and smile, dimples greeted her. Her heart just about melted, and her knees almost gave out. The erotic pleasure was tremendous. The erotic pain, on the precipice of orgasm, was going to kill her.
He took what he wanted and made her feel the pleasure she had needed for such a long time. Staring into his eyes, watching the change of emotions crossing his face, did a number on her senses, her thoughts. She had to remember that this was sex, and one night only. It had been a long time since she had been in a man’s arms. Separating pleasure and emotions was imperative.
In the distance, Spring thought she heard a soft clicking sound but didn’t bother to look up. What for? A marching band could have come barreling through there and it wouldn’t have mattered. She was on the precipice of orgasm. Seeking out sounds was the least important item on the list. Spring thought it was her imagination, but she could have sworn Bo tensed for half of a millisecond.
But he continued his teasing torture on her clit. Bo was completely focused on Spring’s pussy. He held her waist with one hand and slowly pressed two fingers into her dripping sheath as he suckled her clit.
“Mmmm…” she moaned. Forcing her hips down to meet his upward thrust. “Bo!” The invasion on her soaking wet pussy was one she would have never been able to reproduce on her own. Bo’s fingers took deep, slow penetrations before retracting and starting over again. The strokes were gentle yet deep enough to tease that pleasurable spot she was quickly learning to crave.
He didn’t have time to relish this first time. He could feel her sheath slicken more with every heated, pulsating movement. She was so damned tight he could barely move his fingers around. But her greedy pussy didn’t notice the difference. It wanted more. Literally sucking his
Her sweet scent intoxicated him. Bo pressed his cheek to her soft, flat stomach. He heard Spring moan, and as she pressed him tighter to her stomach, she gently massaged her fingers into his scalp. He moved and began placing butterfly kisses on and around the pink diamond belly ring nestled in her navel. Feeling her belly quiver was too much of a turn-on to pass up. He moved down her body, placing kisses along the way. It was like a siren’s call. The sweet scent of her arousal could no longer be prolonged. He had to taste her.
“Lean against the glass, baby.” She gave him a weary look. “Trust me, it’s sturdy.” Breathless, his little minx could only nod.
He did not give Spring time to think. He widened her stance and felt her body lean back just a bit. She braced a hand on the glass for extra leverage. Bo lifted one of her legs onto his shoulder. He spread open her slick slit and groaned.
“All for me,” he muttered as he locked gazes with her for long moments. Bo attacked her swollen clit with his tongue. He didn’t even try to control the deep growls of approval he made, as he tasted her delectable nectar that had made its way to her clit. He swirled around the sensitive nub, keeping his tongue soft as he slid two fingers down to her slick opening and gently massaged her outer lips. The heat from her core could have scorched him. It intrigued him and made him want to explore her slick sheath to see if it was just as hot. Her sheath rippled and pushed out more cream as she rocked her hips. Bo loved the way Spring’s pussy clenched in anticipation.
* * * *
Spring’s hips bucked towards his face. “Oh…please…” Spring was barely coherent.
Everything Bo did made her head spin. She was hell-bent on enjoying her first ride with him. She watched his movements as much as she could. She was already seeing stars, or was that the Vegas lights? When Bo managed to catch her gaze and smile, dimples greeted her. Her heart just about melted, and her knees almost gave out. The erotic pleasure was tremendous. The erotic pain, on the precipice of orgasm, was going to kill her.
He took what he wanted and made her feel the pleasure she had needed for such a long time. Staring into his eyes, watching the change of emotions crossing his face, did a number on her senses, her thoughts. She had to remember that this was sex, and one night only. It had been a long time since she had been in a man’s arms. Separating pleasure and emotions was imperative.
In the distance, Spring thought she heard a soft clicking sound but didn’t bother to look up. What for? A marching band could have come barreling through there and it wouldn’t have mattered. She was on the precipice of orgasm. Seeking out sounds was the least important item on the list. Spring thought it was her imagination, but she could have sworn Bo tensed for half of a millisecond.
But he continued his teasing torture on her clit. Bo was completely focused on Spring’s pussy. He held her waist with one hand and slowly pressed two fingers into her dripping sheath as he suckled her clit.
“Mmmm…” she moaned. Forcing her hips down to meet his upward thrust. “Bo!” The invasion on her soaking wet pussy was one she would have never been able to reproduce on her own. Bo’s fingers took deep, slow penetrations before retracting and starting over again. The strokes were gentle yet deep enough to tease that pleasurable spot she was quickly learning to crave.
He didn’t have time to relish this first time. He could feel her sheath slicken more with every heated, pulsating movement. She was so damned tight he could barely move his fingers around. But her greedy pussy didn’t notice the difference. It wanted more. Literally sucking his
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