Tameka's Smile

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mouth, held in position by her tongue. With her free hand she reached down and gathered his scrotum in her palm. Using the same motion as her mouth, she gently squeezed and released his balls with the same rhythm.
    Chad muttered something incomprehensible behind her.
    The muscles in his thighs began to bulge as his hips made mini thrusting motions.
    Maintaining such intense suction quickly tired her jaw, but still she pressed on. Little spurts of pre-cum were leaking from him, mixing with the saliva in her mouth. Suctioning became 49

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    easier as she continuously swallowed, trying to keep up with the fluid collecting in her mouth. Some of it still leaked past her lips to pool at the base of his shaft.
    His thrusts were getting harder. After gagging twice, she wrapped her fist around the base of his cock to control the depth, using the same squeeze and release rhythm as her mouth.
    Chad’s hand came down and tunneled into her hair, pressing against her scalp. “Suck me, baby. That feels good.
    Don’t stop. Take all of me.”
    She rolled her eyes but deepened her efforts. He wasn’t on autopilot now. He was fully engaged.
    She watched as his legs stretched out long and lean, his toes pointed forward. His cock seemed to grow thicker, harder, and longer, but that was crazy. She was tired and imagining things.
    She began to mentally urge him to come, not sure how much longer she could keep this up.
    Chad growled, “So good. So fuckin’ good.” His voice was deep and guttural. That meant he was close, right? Facing away from him as she was, she couldn’t tell.
    There was a ripping sound, like that of sheets being shredded. Chad’s hand clamped down like a vise, and his fingernails dug painfully into her scalp as he pushed steadily on the back of her head, pushing it lower as he pumped harder. She tried to resist but in his passion, he was too strong.
    He let out a low animal growl that grew into a roar. With one final lunge, his seed erupted and shoot down her throat, faster than she could swallow. She choked and her throat tightened convulsively. Chad hissed and loosed more semen.
    Before she could catch her breath, he dragged her up his body and kissed her senseless. “Thank you,” he murmured, while massaging her aching jaw.
    “My pleasure.” As she searched his face, she realized she wasn’t just saying that. It gave her extreme pleasure to have chased the shadows from the depths of his eyes.
    She cupped his left cheek. “Are you hungry? I can fix something. I went to the grocery store today.” Chad shook his head.
    “Thirsty?”
    “No, all I need is right here in my arms.” 50

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    * * * *
Like grandmother, like granddaughter. How can she let one of those things touch her? She doesn’t deserve this land. All the more reason for me to take it from her. By the time I’m through with her, she’ll beg me to buy it.
    * * * *
Chad’s voice came out of the darkness. “The call came about three-thirty. From the way dispatch sounded, I knew it was going to be bad.” He paused.
    Tameka laid silently, her head resting on his chest.
    “I was first on the scene.” He swallowed hard and she stroked his chest, a reminder that he wasn’t alone. “It was worse than I imagined, worse than anything I’d seen in the military.” Again he fell silent.
    She patiently waited. He had to tell this his way. If she pushed, he might clam up.
    “The truck driver fell asleep. It’s the only thing we can figure. Nothing else makes sense. Otherwise, he would have had to see them.”
    When he fell quiet again, Tameka wasn’t sure she wanted him to continue. The hair on her nape was standing on end.
    Chad’s voice was so low, she had to strain to hear him.
    Then she wished she hadn’t. “He plowed right into them. They never stood a chance. An eighteen-wheeler, carrying a full load, going full speed…the mini-van was stopped, waiting for the school bus to finish unloading…”
    Her heart began to

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