tongue… licking and sucking like the French kisses she loved so much. The rhythmic clamping of her hot pussy on his fingers signaled the beginning of her powerful orgasm, and he could feel his body ramping up even higher to join her. Trying to get his thoughts away from his own body, he reached up with the other hand to fondle her breast knowing that would make her come even harder.
“Oh, Tyson, I’m coming…I’m coming,” she said as she gave into the orgasm he was trying to give her, but she pulled him to her for a kiss as she gushed and contracted around his fingers. It was like sharing her pleasure, and he loved the way she licked and sucked at his mouth as she tried to catch he breath.
She pushed him away, and he rolled to his back. His cock was so hard it was painful as it lay against his stomach. When she rolled on top of him and seated herself on his rigid member, her wetness was like a balm that didn’t bring relief but was soothing. Sliding from the base of his cock to the very tip, she skimmed her wet pussy up and down his shaft. Watching her face as she grinded her wetness against him, he couldn’t remember when he’d felt any sensations like this. He always used a condom, so he could feel the warmth and tightness of his partner, but he rarely, if ever, had felt a woman’s warm syrup surrounding him. It was intoxicatingly decadent and made him want to roll her over and fuck into her tight wet tunnel with deep hard strokes, but she looked like she was having so much fun, he held off.
“Do you like this?” Ella wasn’t a shy person. He’d learned that in the last few days, but for some reason she looked like she needed a confidence boost, and he was in the best place to give it to her, but with the need that filled his voice the last time he spoke, he wasn’t sure what would come out this time. He nodded his head, and she smiled.
She reached down, wrapped her hand around his cock, and gave him what must be the mother of all hand jobs. Using her hand, she made a pocket around his cock and slid him between her hand and her pussy. The wet sexy sound that her wet pussy made coupled with the look on her face made him try to find something other than how she was using his cock as her own masturbatory device to concentrate on. It was one of the most arousing things he’d ever seen or felt.
“I want to ride you. I want you so deep in my pussy you don’t ever want to get out.” She watched him closely, and he wondered what she saw… how she saw him that made her look so content. He still couldn’t wrap his mind around the fact that she wanted to pay that much money to get him out of this sticky situation that had been riding him so long.
“Mission accomplished. Beautiful, I’d live in your pussy if you’d let me,” Tyson said with a joke in his voice, but he didn’t think he’d ever said something so serious. She was beautiful towering over him and trying her hand at dirty talk.
She slipped his cock into her pussy before he could remind her to find a condom, or maybe he hadn’t really wanted to use one. Maybe he wanted to see what it would feel like to be inside her body without a shield. He hoped later he wouldn’t regret this, but this was just what he wanted.
Warm, wet, and wild. That’s how it felt to be ridden by a woman hell bent on making him crazy. Her pussy was the most amazing he’d ever been inside, and he was trying hard to let her do what she wanted, but she had about fifteen seconds before he spun this whole situation into one he liked a bit more. She looked like she was in her element as she rose up on him and slammed herself down on his cock. He kept his hands to his sides as he watched her rotate her hips and ride his cock all with a smirk on her face. Ella had to know she was teasing the bear with her expression and her super slow fucking. She ran her hands up her body, squeezing her breasts and pulling on her nipples.
That was it.
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