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his cock like a friendly pet snake, he ran his fingers up and down its length. He could see the excitement in her eyes as he climbed his way back up her body, her stomach caving in anticipation. She suddenly jerked forward, wiggling beneath him so much, he turned to the side as she freed herself. A mischievous glimmer shimmered in her eyes. He knew the look, Xenia was trying to make him beg, make a game out of it. He was going to pay for those smart ass comments he’d made earlier. It was all over her face. He wasn’t in the mood for this shit, but he’d let her think she had the upper hand, at least for now.
    “It’s a little chilly in here, baby. Let me go into the closet and get my robe.”
    Oh, so this is the game we’re playin’, huh? Dragging to shit out…
    He sighed and rolled his eyes in frustration as she made her way across the room, opening the large closet door. Then, it hit him…
    He rose from the bed and stared at the woman as she pushed the button on the side panel, caus ing all of the clothing to rotate in a slow caravan, displaying color coordinated outfits and shiny accessories.
    “Ahh… ” she moaned as he slid against her naked body, ever so slightly pushing his groin into her ass. “What are you doing in here?” She looked over her shoulder at him. He didn’t answer; instead, he took her by the arm and led her to the back of the closet. “What are you doing?”
    He stopped the clothing from turning and flicked the light off, forcing them to rely solely on the moon and constellations for illumination. They were beautifully vibrant, their white glow beamed through the rectangular shaped skylight on the slanted ceiling. He gripped her thighs, hoisting them up and around him, cradled his face into the crevice of her neck and pressed his body into hers, grinding and winding his narrow hips within her warmth.
    “Your back is slick.” She giggled. “Wet…sweaty boy.”
    “You like it,” he panted, talking into her ear as he gripped the soft spheres of her ass. “I have another dance I want to show you,” he murmured. “This one is simple, baby.”
    “Uh…” He felt her tremble ever so slightly in his command as he lowered her down onto a nearby vanity area. The perfect spot to get the angle he desired.
    “Bring your knees up, feet flat on the vanity, baby.” She did so, leaning her head against the wall as her pelvis pushed forward. He looked into her eyes, running his digits over her pussy. “ Mmmm, what do we have here ?” She smiled weakly in his direction. “What’s this, baby?”
    “Hmmmm?” she answered between sporadic breaths, her excitement building.
    “What’s this between your legs? Is this your pussy, baby?” he asked sluggishly as he massaged her clitoris.
    “Mmmm hmmm….”
    He took his other hand and grabbed his throbbing dick, slowly jerking it. “You know what this is, baby?”
    “Mmmm hmmmm….” She cooed, her voice extra light and feminine as she beg an to thrust and pump her hips, inviting him closer, meeting his demands.
    “It’s my dick, baby. It’s my hard ass dick and I want to fuck you with it. ”
    “Uhhh!” She got off on the nasty, dirty words.
    He dropped down, licked her neck, then sucked it hard and pulled away, causing a popping sound.
    “I’m going to take my dick and shove it in side your hot pussy baby, but first, I want you to touch my cock.” He swayed back a few inches, allowing her room to wrap her small hand around its breadth. He looked down, becoming increasingly excited by the movements of her fingers along it. “Uhhh, yeah…squeeze my dick, baby, kinda hard.” His breathing accelerated as he continued to masturbate her, slowly sliding his finger in and out of her wet pussy.
    “Mmmm!” he moaned as she worked him up, her thumb glossing over the head. “You feel that, baby?”
    “Mmmm hmmmmm!” She looked at him helplessly.
    “What do you feel?”
    “Your dick is wet…” The tip of his rod was coated in