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thrusting of her hips grew to a frantic pace, and she held his head in place. Her ass rose off the chair, and her pussy clenched around his fingers as she came, squirming and driving against him, and groaning until he didn’t know how she could still breathe.
Finally, she slumped back against the chair with a soft sigh.
He wanted to be smug, but even more, he wanted to bend her over the back of her seat and feel her tight pussy around his dick. Before he could decide, she stood, pulled him to his feet, and kissed him deeply. Cherry mingled with her juices, and he swore the remaining blood rushed from his head. Fuck, he wanted her.
She pulled away, face flushed and eyes still heavy with want. “You were incredible.”
He smirked. “Told you.”
She nudged his shoulders, and he dropped back into his chair. She slid her fingers down the front of her shirt, undoing the few buttons holding it on, and dropped the clothing off her shoulders.
He couldn’t pull his gaze from the gorgeous sight—the round tits, the curve of her hips, and the smooth spot between her legs.
She fell to her knees. “My turn.”
The husky tone of her voice made his cock pulse harder. She made quick work of his belt, fingers brushing his bare waist as she undid the button on his jeans. “That really was amazing.”
She pulled down his zipper, and he whimpered at the release in pressure. He groaned loudly at the skin-on-skin contact of her soft fingers working his shaft free from his boxer briefs.
She stroked him. “You’re big. You never thought to mention that?”
The compliment might have warmed him at any other time, but now it was the last thing on his mind. “Show, don’t tell. Right?”
She laughed and dropped her head, lips hovering less than an inch from his cock. He watched the deliberate, sensual movements, his pulse screaming. Her breath was hot against his skin.
“You don’t mind”—she moved her lips up his length, still not making contact, and slid her free hand down her chest—“if I feel us both up. Do you? I wouldn’t ask, but that thing you did with your tongue…” She looked up at him, her lip caught between her bottom teeth. “Just the thought of sucking you off… I’m still hot.”
He licked his lips, his mouth suddenly dry. “Please do.”
She glided her tongue over the head of his cock. He growled when she dropped her hand between her legs at the same time she took him in her mouth, her groan vibrating through his skin. She moved slowly, keeping the tension high and him right at the edge, as she sucked.
Her sighs of pleasure increased, mingling with his. The sound of her voice blended with the look in her eyes, her mouth sliding up and down, and the sensation of her hand wrapped around him. All of them heightened every nerve ending in his body.
She pumped in rhythm with the bob of her head, hair spilling around her face and surrounding her in a curtain of blonde strands. She increased her pace. Her muffled sighs and moans grew louder, and he recognized the sound of her drawing close to climax again. The noise drew him closer to a peak, taunting him, leaving his thoughts begging for release. She let her cries echo against his cock as she came, never slowing down.
He leaned back his head, so close to peaking but still not crossing that line. She caressed his sac, her fingers still slick from playing with herself, and he grunted in pleasure. She stroked the soft skin. Teasing. Tugging. Taunting. A rainbow wave spilled through his thoughts and filled his body. He felt a familiar clench in his gut and came fast and hard, all his thoughts vanishing is a rush when he hit the back of her throat with desperate thrusts.
She slowed as he did, pulled away, and licked him clean. He shuddered with each touch, his head still light from all the sensations.
She shifted her weight to sit on the floor, instead of kneeling, and folded her legs to the side. Pushing a strand of hair behind her ear, she rested her
Finally, she slumped back against the chair with a soft sigh.
He wanted to be smug, but even more, he wanted to bend her over the back of her seat and feel her tight pussy around his dick. Before he could decide, she stood, pulled him to his feet, and kissed him deeply. Cherry mingled with her juices, and he swore the remaining blood rushed from his head. Fuck, he wanted her.
She pulled away, face flushed and eyes still heavy with want. “You were incredible.”
He smirked. “Told you.”
She nudged his shoulders, and he dropped back into his chair. She slid her fingers down the front of her shirt, undoing the few buttons holding it on, and dropped the clothing off her shoulders.
He couldn’t pull his gaze from the gorgeous sight—the round tits, the curve of her hips, and the smooth spot between her legs.
She fell to her knees. “My turn.”
The husky tone of her voice made his cock pulse harder. She made quick work of his belt, fingers brushing his bare waist as she undid the button on his jeans. “That really was amazing.”
She pulled down his zipper, and he whimpered at the release in pressure. He groaned loudly at the skin-on-skin contact of her soft fingers working his shaft free from his boxer briefs.
She stroked him. “You’re big. You never thought to mention that?”
The compliment might have warmed him at any other time, but now it was the last thing on his mind. “Show, don’t tell. Right?”
She laughed and dropped her head, lips hovering less than an inch from his cock. He watched the deliberate, sensual movements, his pulse screaming. Her breath was hot against his skin.
“You don’t mind”—she moved her lips up his length, still not making contact, and slid her free hand down her chest—“if I feel us both up. Do you? I wouldn’t ask, but that thing you did with your tongue…” She looked up at him, her lip caught between her bottom teeth. “Just the thought of sucking you off… I’m still hot.”
He licked his lips, his mouth suddenly dry. “Please do.”
She glided her tongue over the head of his cock. He growled when she dropped her hand between her legs at the same time she took him in her mouth, her groan vibrating through his skin. She moved slowly, keeping the tension high and him right at the edge, as she sucked.
Her sighs of pleasure increased, mingling with his. The sound of her voice blended with the look in her eyes, her mouth sliding up and down, and the sensation of her hand wrapped around him. All of them heightened every nerve ending in his body.
She pumped in rhythm with the bob of her head, hair spilling around her face and surrounding her in a curtain of blonde strands. She increased her pace. Her muffled sighs and moans grew louder, and he recognized the sound of her drawing close to climax again. The noise drew him closer to a peak, taunting him, leaving his thoughts begging for release. She let her cries echo against his cock as she came, never slowing down.
He leaned back his head, so close to peaking but still not crossing that line. She caressed his sac, her fingers still slick from playing with herself, and he grunted in pleasure. She stroked the soft skin. Teasing. Tugging. Taunting. A rainbow wave spilled through his thoughts and filled his body. He felt a familiar clench in his gut and came fast and hard, all his thoughts vanishing is a rush when he hit the back of her throat with desperate thrusts.
She slowed as he did, pulled away, and licked him clean. He shuddered with each touch, his head still light from all the sensations.
She shifted her weight to sit on the floor, instead of kneeling, and folded her legs to the side. Pushing a strand of hair behind her ear, she rested her
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