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felt as if the back of his head might explode. The entire experience was surreal. He wanted everything at the same time. To consume her and make her his.
“I want to taste you, Bailey.” She pulled her eyes from his dick in surprise. “You’re wet, aren’t you?” She nodded. “Show me. Let me taste you.”
One hand slid down her body and she settled her fingers over her folds almost shyly.
“Touch yourself, play with yourself.” Nibbling her lower lip, she began a delicate circling over her clit. “Fucking beautiful.” His fist pumped a little faster at the sight. Something he’d only dreamed about before now. “Put your fingers inside your pussy, let me see how wet you are.”
The hand still on her breast tightened in response and she pinched the nipple firmly.
Two fingers moved lower and thrust into her body. She was so wet he could hear it. Hart watched her for a few seconds and murmured hoarsely, “Let me taste.”
She lifted her hand and he ducked to take the slick fingers in his mouth. Sucking gently, he let her flavor explode on his tongue and knew he’d eat her pussy for a long time when he finally got his mouth between her legs.
Hart moaned and released her fingers. “Bailey, you’re delicious. Will you make yourself come for me? It will hold me over until I can taste you myself, sucking that pretty clit, and fucking my tongue into that lovely pussy.”
A small whimper drifted from her and he smiled hungrily. His balls felt so tight they were painful. It took everything inside him to hold back his release, to play with her like this.
“You look like you’re close already, Bailey. Are you?” She nodded and returned her hand between her thighs, her fingers circling tightly over her clit. “I’ve never wanted to come so bad in my life. I never imagined myself doing this for anyone.”
His fist moved firmly up and down his thick erection and he knew he wouldn’t be able to hold back much longer.
Bailey’s eyes focused on his as she stuck out her tongue and licked the pre-come from the head of his dick with a moaning sigh.
“Better than I imagined. I’m coming, Hart.”
He stood between her legs and they flexed against him as the orgasm hit her forcefully. Her hands tightened on her nipple and over her clit and he knew he’d never seen anything so beautiful as Bailey giving herself to pleasure.
It was too much for his control. The first jet of his come landed on her breast and short-circuited his ability to think. His eyes were mesmerized by the sight of his semen splattering onto her skin and he groaned through the painful release.
Bailey absently rubbed his come over her nipples and took his cock in her mouth as he stroked himself to completion. She sucked hard, milking him, while she swallowed around him.
“Suck me fucking dry. Fuck, yes …”
When he’d given her everything he had – including his soul, he exhaled hard, and she released him with a soft pop. He pulled her roughly to her feet, turned her into the spray, and rinsed her.
Shutting off the water, he yanked her into his arms and lifted her off her feet. Her legs wrapped around his waist, her arms around his neck, and it was so natural to have her with him this way.
He took a couple of towels with him to the bedroom but didn’t waste time drying them off. He walked wet and naked through the house to his bedroom.
Sitting on the edge of his bed, he used one of the towels to dry her hair. She stared at him as he dried sections by squeezing them in his hands. Hart realized how domestic the action was and loved how it made him feel.
Bailey looked terrified.
He stroked the towel over her back and shoulders. She reached out to run her fingers over his short soft hair.
Quietly, she said, “Your hair is starting to curl, Hart. So soft and pretty…you’ll probably have it cut tomorrow now that I said
“I want to taste you, Bailey.” She pulled her eyes from his dick in surprise. “You’re wet, aren’t you?” She nodded. “Show me. Let me taste you.”
One hand slid down her body and she settled her fingers over her folds almost shyly.
“Touch yourself, play with yourself.” Nibbling her lower lip, she began a delicate circling over her clit. “Fucking beautiful.” His fist pumped a little faster at the sight. Something he’d only dreamed about before now. “Put your fingers inside your pussy, let me see how wet you are.”
The hand still on her breast tightened in response and she pinched the nipple firmly.
Two fingers moved lower and thrust into her body. She was so wet he could hear it. Hart watched her for a few seconds and murmured hoarsely, “Let me taste.”
She lifted her hand and he ducked to take the slick fingers in his mouth. Sucking gently, he let her flavor explode on his tongue and knew he’d eat her pussy for a long time when he finally got his mouth between her legs.
Hart moaned and released her fingers. “Bailey, you’re delicious. Will you make yourself come for me? It will hold me over until I can taste you myself, sucking that pretty clit, and fucking my tongue into that lovely pussy.”
A small whimper drifted from her and he smiled hungrily. His balls felt so tight they were painful. It took everything inside him to hold back his release, to play with her like this.
“You look like you’re close already, Bailey. Are you?” She nodded and returned her hand between her thighs, her fingers circling tightly over her clit. “I’ve never wanted to come so bad in my life. I never imagined myself doing this for anyone.”
His fist moved firmly up and down his thick erection and he knew he wouldn’t be able to hold back much longer.
Bailey’s eyes focused on his as she stuck out her tongue and licked the pre-come from the head of his dick with a moaning sigh.
“Better than I imagined. I’m coming, Hart.”
He stood between her legs and they flexed against him as the orgasm hit her forcefully. Her hands tightened on her nipple and over her clit and he knew he’d never seen anything so beautiful as Bailey giving herself to pleasure.
It was too much for his control. The first jet of his come landed on her breast and short-circuited his ability to think. His eyes were mesmerized by the sight of his semen splattering onto her skin and he groaned through the painful release.
Bailey absently rubbed his come over her nipples and took his cock in her mouth as he stroked himself to completion. She sucked hard, milking him, while she swallowed around him.
“Suck me fucking dry. Fuck, yes …”
When he’d given her everything he had – including his soul, he exhaled hard, and she released him with a soft pop. He pulled her roughly to her feet, turned her into the spray, and rinsed her.
Shutting off the water, he yanked her into his arms and lifted her off her feet. Her legs wrapped around his waist, her arms around his neck, and it was so natural to have her with him this way.
He took a couple of towels with him to the bedroom but didn’t waste time drying them off. He walked wet and naked through the house to his bedroom.
Sitting on the edge of his bed, he used one of the towels to dry her hair. She stared at him as he dried sections by squeezing them in his hands. Hart realized how domestic the action was and loved how it made him feel.
Bailey looked terrified.
He stroked the towel over her back and shoulders. She reached out to run her fingers over his short soft hair.
Quietly, she said, “Your hair is starting to curl, Hart. So soft and pretty…you’ll probably have it cut tomorrow now that I said
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