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south, revving her fiery need. When he moved to her other girl and treated it in kind, she decided to increase his arousal. She gripped his rod and fondled it. He paused tormenting her with the cold strawberry and his body tensed.
    “What were you saying about paybacks?” she asked.
    He dropped the strawberry in the bowl, latched onto one breast and pinched the aching centre of the other.
    “Fuck me!” flew out of Gwen as the passionate zings shot through her body and ignited a mini spasm between her legs.
    He sucked on her bud and toyed with the other one. Her need for sex skyrocketed. She had his dick in her grasp and longed to do something with it. She had the perfect idea. Instead of fruit in her mouth, she wanted him. She moved the container from between her legs and set it on her other side.
    “Not hungry anymore?” He lifted his head.
    “I’m starving for something else.”
    She bent and wrapped her lips around his erection. Slowly, she slid him into her mouth.
    He groaned. “That feels incredible.”
    She took him deep, then lifted her head. Holding his rod with her hand, she circled his head with her tongue.
    “Fuck,” he said, then she licked his length. He groaned again. “It’s time I discovered how wet you are.”
    Gwen straightened and let go of his member as he began scooting over the bed.
    He flattened his back on the mattress. “Climb over me, sweet one.”
    Knowing exactly how he planned to check her moisture level, she swung her leg over his torso and crawled over him until his face was underneath her and his shaft near her mouth.
    He smacked her ass and she flinched. “Perfect.”
    The short sting branched across her flesh. Her heart thumped faster. He smoothed his hands over her buttocks, then parted the lips from between her legs. Cool air brushed her slick flesh and made her wetter.
    “I have my answer,” he said. “And I’m going to enjoy all of you.”
    She took hold of his dick, glided it over her tongue and into her mouth. While she stroked him with her lips, Nikolaus lapped at her slit. Each brush sent heated passion rushing through her. The yearning for release rose at an accelerated rate. She sucked on his cock, taking him fully in, then sliding him almost out. He curled his toes. At the same time, her own pleasure escalated as he fucked her with his tongue and fondled her clit. She worked faster to bring him to his climax. Saliva spilled into his hair and onto his balls. She caressed his boys and his body became taut.
    “Fuck, that’s good,” he said.
    He was close to coming, just as she was. Her body craved release of the pressure building. With each caress on her nub, she wanted to break free from the strain. First, she wanted to please him. She pushed him into her mouth and took him deep again and again. His release came fast. A gush of warm fluid hit the back of her throat and she swallowed. He moaned and continued devouring her pussy. Gwen drank his salty fluid while his muscle pulsed. Anticipation thrived within her body and became too much. Her orgasm erupted and ecstasy flowed through her with each quiver.
    She carefully withdrew his member from her mouth, then swung her leg over him. Enjoying the tranquillity of her orgasm, she lay on the bed, arms up and staring at the ceiling.
    Nikolaus touched her leg and ran it up her inner thigh. “Relaxed?”
    “Very much.”
    She turned her head and spotted the fruit container nearby. She rolled onto her stomach and plucked the chocolate strawberry out.
    “You little tease,” he said, then hit her ass.
    “Hey!”
    Her butt cheek warmed while a tingle spread.
    She twisted to look over her shoulder. He moved between her legs and spread them.
    “I can’t resist such beauty.” He smoothed his hand over her buttock, then inserted a few digits into her slit. “Still hot and wet. I love the way you feel. I want to fuck you.”
    His words and his touch triggered a new wave of need. It grew with each movement within her slick