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around my waist.
“Put your leg back Apple-Pie.”
At first Apple-Pie’s leg squeezes tighter against my waist and I thought she was going to disobey me. Then, with another moan, Apple-Pie gradually returns her leg to the bed.
“Good Girl.”
Gently I shuffle my body down until I lay between Apple-Pie’s legs and with her help I have her legs settled over my shoulders, as I raise her hips and latched on to the flesh of her pussy with my lips. Her musky scent hitting the back of my throat has my cock twitching once more. As my tongue plays with Apple-Pie’s pussy, the taste of her sweet cream and the quiet moans coming from Apple-Pie has me increasing the pressure of my touch as I increase the speed of each lick. When I arrive at her clit, I press and suckle on the swollen flesh, gripping tighter on to Apple-Pie’s hips when she thrust against me. As I continue to play with her pussy, Apple-Pie’s twisting and thrusting became more frantic, her mewls filling the room as they rang in my ears.
“Please Crabby… Fuck Crabby I don’t think I can take anymore… Stop. No, don’t stop.”
Apple-Pie’s begging, panting and twisting body has my body craving for release and unable to hold back any longer, I swiftly mount Apple-Pie, thrusting home in one movement.
“Fuck Crabby.”
“Are you okay Apple-Pie.”
“No, I’m not. Just make me cum you bastard.”
With a self-indulgent laugh, I begin to thrust into Apple-Pie’s body. Slow long thrusts to begin with. Thrusts which were driving Apple-Pie mad as she tries to force me further into her. Calmly, I hold her hips as I steadily thrust, increasing the tempo as our slick bodies makes squishy noises in the air.
“Now Crabby. Please.”
As Apple-Pie’s body bucks undermine, my finger found her clit and I press and rub it, Enjoying the feel of Apple-Pie’s body as it tensed and then quivered around mine. As Apple-Pie found her release, I found my own, and with one last thrust in, I came, spurting inside Apple-Pie.
Too tired to move, I remain spread over Apple-Pie, my cock now deflated, but still inside her as Apple-Pie strokes my neck and spine. Her lips were gentle as they scattered small butterfly kisses over my cheek.
“Is it always like this Crabby.”
“I believe we can aim for better.”
Chapter 11
Watching Apple-Pie excited face as she hobbled from tree to tree, brought a smile to my face. A smile which has been missing due to Laura’s tenacity in ignoring any calls Apple-Pie made.
“Come on Crabby. How about this one?”
“It’s too big.”
“No it’s not.”
Slowly I shake my head as Apple-Pie looked at the tree once more,
“Apple-Pie, pick another one. One that we can get through the door at least.”
Apple-Pie stuck her tongue out as she moved on to the next tree, walking around it slowly with her crutches as she gave the tree a slight shake.
“You have your hands full there.”
Turning towards the slow drawl, I find Trax standing next to me. His eyes were alight with mischief as Tommy, his adopted brother approached.
“When did you get back in Comfort Springs?”
“Last night. If you’d been at the club, you’d know that.”
Tommy’s eyes landed on Apple-Pie and he wandered over to her, giving her a tight hug.
The laughter in Trax’s voice has me glancing at him as I raise my eyebrow.
“Tommy declared he wants to be a prospect and I think he forgot to run it pass Baby Blu.”
“Shit, maybe I should have been there.”
“Well, bring Apple-Pie along tonight.”
With a slap to Trax’s shoulder and stating, I’d be at the club later; I went in search of Apple-Pie. Only to find her pointing excitedly at an eight- foot plus fir tree.
“This one Crabby and I’m not taking no for answer… Don’t you agree Tommy?”
“I sure do Emily. It’s the best tree in the lot.”
“Shit Tommy don’t encourage her.”
Deep pleading blue eyes looked up at me, followed by a batch of wet sloppy kisses all over my
“Put your leg back Apple-Pie.”
At first Apple-Pie’s leg squeezes tighter against my waist and I thought she was going to disobey me. Then, with another moan, Apple-Pie gradually returns her leg to the bed.
“Good Girl.”
Gently I shuffle my body down until I lay between Apple-Pie’s legs and with her help I have her legs settled over my shoulders, as I raise her hips and latched on to the flesh of her pussy with my lips. Her musky scent hitting the back of my throat has my cock twitching once more. As my tongue plays with Apple-Pie’s pussy, the taste of her sweet cream and the quiet moans coming from Apple-Pie has me increasing the pressure of my touch as I increase the speed of each lick. When I arrive at her clit, I press and suckle on the swollen flesh, gripping tighter on to Apple-Pie’s hips when she thrust against me. As I continue to play with her pussy, Apple-Pie’s twisting and thrusting became more frantic, her mewls filling the room as they rang in my ears.
“Please Crabby… Fuck Crabby I don’t think I can take anymore… Stop. No, don’t stop.”
Apple-Pie’s begging, panting and twisting body has my body craving for release and unable to hold back any longer, I swiftly mount Apple-Pie, thrusting home in one movement.
“Fuck Crabby.”
“Are you okay Apple-Pie.”
“No, I’m not. Just make me cum you bastard.”
With a self-indulgent laugh, I begin to thrust into Apple-Pie’s body. Slow long thrusts to begin with. Thrusts which were driving Apple-Pie mad as she tries to force me further into her. Calmly, I hold her hips as I steadily thrust, increasing the tempo as our slick bodies makes squishy noises in the air.
“Now Crabby. Please.”
As Apple-Pie’s body bucks undermine, my finger found her clit and I press and rub it, Enjoying the feel of Apple-Pie’s body as it tensed and then quivered around mine. As Apple-Pie found her release, I found my own, and with one last thrust in, I came, spurting inside Apple-Pie.
Too tired to move, I remain spread over Apple-Pie, my cock now deflated, but still inside her as Apple-Pie strokes my neck and spine. Her lips were gentle as they scattered small butterfly kisses over my cheek.
“Is it always like this Crabby.”
“I believe we can aim for better.”
Chapter 11
Watching Apple-Pie excited face as she hobbled from tree to tree, brought a smile to my face. A smile which has been missing due to Laura’s tenacity in ignoring any calls Apple-Pie made.
“Come on Crabby. How about this one?”
“It’s too big.”
“No it’s not.”
Slowly I shake my head as Apple-Pie looked at the tree once more,
“Apple-Pie, pick another one. One that we can get through the door at least.”
Apple-Pie stuck her tongue out as she moved on to the next tree, walking around it slowly with her crutches as she gave the tree a slight shake.
“You have your hands full there.”
Turning towards the slow drawl, I find Trax standing next to me. His eyes were alight with mischief as Tommy, his adopted brother approached.
“When did you get back in Comfort Springs?”
“Last night. If you’d been at the club, you’d know that.”
Tommy’s eyes landed on Apple-Pie and he wandered over to her, giving her a tight hug.
The laughter in Trax’s voice has me glancing at him as I raise my eyebrow.
“Tommy declared he wants to be a prospect and I think he forgot to run it pass Baby Blu.”
“Shit, maybe I should have been there.”
“Well, bring Apple-Pie along tonight.”
With a slap to Trax’s shoulder and stating, I’d be at the club later; I went in search of Apple-Pie. Only to find her pointing excitedly at an eight- foot plus fir tree.
“This one Crabby and I’m not taking no for answer… Don’t you agree Tommy?”
“I sure do Emily. It’s the best tree in the lot.”
“Shit Tommy don’t encourage her.”
Deep pleading blue eyes looked up at me, followed by a batch of wet sloppy kisses all over my
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