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tugged it, forcing my head back a little, which exposed my eagerly waiting neck.
Oh yes, Zach. Please take my neck. It feels so amazing when you do. Take it. Make it yours.
I looked him passionately in his eyes, panting from the orgasm and at the thought of him ravishing my neck as he had done before.
Without kissing my neck or touching any part of my body, other than my hair that he tangled in his hand, he asked sensually, “Do you want me inside of you?”
I nodded my head yes. He grinned wickedly, shaking his head.
“I can’t hear you, A-bi-gai-lll.”
“Yes!” I said immediately.
“Yes, what?”
“Yes, that.”
He scolded me, “If you want me inside of you, you will have to tell me that exactly. And don’t be afraid to use your good-girl naughty words.”
He barely nuzzled my eager neck when he teased me by brushing his nose up and down against it.
“Tell me what you want,” he demanded.
I have never had to tell Gabe what I wanted. And the others, well, they just took what they wanted. I didn’t know how to verbally express to Zach what I wanted, or needed, as a matter of fact, so I grabbed his throbbing hot erection and pulled it toward my eagerly waiting pussy.
“Uh-uh. No touching, Ms. Winterfield,” he said, backing up, pulling his erection from my right hand with his left hand, and waving his right index finger in front of my face. He placed his finger on my slighted parted lips and said, while staring intensely into my eyes, “You must tell me exactly what you want. You got it, baby?”
I sighed deeply out of frustration and passion, but mainly frustration.
“Now you know how frustrated I am with you. I have this huge hard-on that wants attention, but you won’t give it any because you won’t open your mouth to tell me what you want me to do.”
I looked down at his huge organ—and huge it was—and then back up at him and pulled his finger that he had planted on my lips into the warmth of my mouth.
“Ah, baby,” he moaned, as he closed his eyes to enjoy the sensation of my warm mouth around his finger.
I ran my left hand through his curls, gently yanking his head back, just as he had done to mine. He opened his eyes and parted his lips to moan again, and I leaned in closer to him with passion and fire in my eyes.
“After I taste your enormous erection with my mouth, I want you to put it deep inside of my hot…wet…pussy.”
Wow, I said it. Mmm…I said it. Surprisingly, hearing myself say that aloud had aroused and empowered me.
“Good girl,” he said. He passionately kissed my neck, rewarding me for vocalizing my wants and needs.
“Now, was that hard?” he asked.
I said no and grabbed his throbbing dick, stroking it, feeling its stiffness and thickness. I stood on my tiptoes to rub its head against my moist slit and kissed him deeply. He responded with moans in my mouth, and took my tongue and skillfully devoured it.
“My God. You are so fucking beautiful.” He grabbed me by my wrists and led me to my Cali king-size bed with my jeans and panties still around my ankles.
I stood at the foot of the bed and finally released my ankles from my jeans and panties, while he sat near the head of the bed.
“Condoms?” I asked him.
“No. You?”
“Old ones. I think they’re still within the expiration date.”
I turned, walked into my three-level walk-in closet, and fished out some condoms that had been in the back of my mahogany armoire for nearly four years. I hadn’t used any of those condoms since I was with Gabe and couldn’t believe I even kept those things around. But I was glad I had at that moment.
“What are you doing in there?”
“Fishing out old, unexpired condoms.” I found eight condoms that were usable, grabbed them, turned the lights out, and headed back to Mr. Sexy, who looked mighty sexy in my bed waiting for me.
“Find any?” he asked.
“Eight.”
“Lucky me,” he said, directing me into the bed by flexing the palm of his
Oh yes, Zach. Please take my neck. It feels so amazing when you do. Take it. Make it yours.
I looked him passionately in his eyes, panting from the orgasm and at the thought of him ravishing my neck as he had done before.
Without kissing my neck or touching any part of my body, other than my hair that he tangled in his hand, he asked sensually, “Do you want me inside of you?”
I nodded my head yes. He grinned wickedly, shaking his head.
“I can’t hear you, A-bi-gai-lll.”
“Yes!” I said immediately.
“Yes, what?”
“Yes, that.”
He scolded me, “If you want me inside of you, you will have to tell me that exactly. And don’t be afraid to use your good-girl naughty words.”
He barely nuzzled my eager neck when he teased me by brushing his nose up and down against it.
“Tell me what you want,” he demanded.
I have never had to tell Gabe what I wanted. And the others, well, they just took what they wanted. I didn’t know how to verbally express to Zach what I wanted, or needed, as a matter of fact, so I grabbed his throbbing hot erection and pulled it toward my eagerly waiting pussy.
“Uh-uh. No touching, Ms. Winterfield,” he said, backing up, pulling his erection from my right hand with his left hand, and waving his right index finger in front of my face. He placed his finger on my slighted parted lips and said, while staring intensely into my eyes, “You must tell me exactly what you want. You got it, baby?”
I sighed deeply out of frustration and passion, but mainly frustration.
“Now you know how frustrated I am with you. I have this huge hard-on that wants attention, but you won’t give it any because you won’t open your mouth to tell me what you want me to do.”
I looked down at his huge organ—and huge it was—and then back up at him and pulled his finger that he had planted on my lips into the warmth of my mouth.
“Ah, baby,” he moaned, as he closed his eyes to enjoy the sensation of my warm mouth around his finger.
I ran my left hand through his curls, gently yanking his head back, just as he had done to mine. He opened his eyes and parted his lips to moan again, and I leaned in closer to him with passion and fire in my eyes.
“After I taste your enormous erection with my mouth, I want you to put it deep inside of my hot…wet…pussy.”
Wow, I said it. Mmm…I said it. Surprisingly, hearing myself say that aloud had aroused and empowered me.
“Good girl,” he said. He passionately kissed my neck, rewarding me for vocalizing my wants and needs.
“Now, was that hard?” he asked.
I said no and grabbed his throbbing dick, stroking it, feeling its stiffness and thickness. I stood on my tiptoes to rub its head against my moist slit and kissed him deeply. He responded with moans in my mouth, and took my tongue and skillfully devoured it.
“My God. You are so fucking beautiful.” He grabbed me by my wrists and led me to my Cali king-size bed with my jeans and panties still around my ankles.
I stood at the foot of the bed and finally released my ankles from my jeans and panties, while he sat near the head of the bed.
“Condoms?” I asked him.
“No. You?”
“Old ones. I think they’re still within the expiration date.”
I turned, walked into my three-level walk-in closet, and fished out some condoms that had been in the back of my mahogany armoire for nearly four years. I hadn’t used any of those condoms since I was with Gabe and couldn’t believe I even kept those things around. But I was glad I had at that moment.
“What are you doing in there?”
“Fishing out old, unexpired condoms.” I found eight condoms that were usable, grabbed them, turned the lights out, and headed back to Mr. Sexy, who looked mighty sexy in my bed waiting for me.
“Find any?” he asked.
“Eight.”
“Lucky me,” he said, directing me into the bed by flexing the palm of his
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