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Too bad I have to rip them off with my teeth.” She gasped as he advanced on her, falling to his knees and burying his face in the V of pale pink lace. “You smell so fucking good. I can’t wait to slide my tongue into you.” He licked the fabric and she sighed and went to touch his head, but withdrew her fingers since he hadn’t told her to do that. “Good, baby. Wait for my orders. Just like that.” He ran a finger underneath the top of her panties, looking up to find her eyes hooded and smoky blue.
Grabbing her hips with both hands, he dug his fingers into the pliable flesh and traced rough kisses up her stomach all the way until he had her bra in his teeth. Pushing the top of his head into her mounds so she couldn’t see his face, he allowed his teeth to sharpen to fangs and without warning, cut the bra right down the middle. She moaned as her size D breasts tumbled onto him, the bra hanging from the shoulder straps. Keeping his face hidden, he retracted the sharp fangs a little, using the medium-sharp point to trace her nipple until she shivered. Slipping his hand between her legs, he cupped her and moved his hand with sensual slowness around and around. Her body tensed and he could tell she was fighting the urge to move on his hand. “Don’t you dare move,” he thickly murmured, licking her nipple and breathing heat on it before sucking it until she trembled. He held her up and bent her body back, the bra hanging from her shoulders and falling with gravity just like her soft hair. With hungry kisses he covered her chest, her neck, her shoulders, then worked his way down her stomach.
“Fuck, you’re delicious baby. I can’t wait to taste your cunt.” She moaned at the unexpected use of such an obscene word. “Hold onto my shoulders. You’re going to need to.”
She grabbed them so hard he winced. Chuckling, he reached around and slapped her on the ass. “Watch it, Tigress.” She stifled a laugh. Making sure she couldn’t see his fangs grow, he fastened them under the delicate fabric of her pink panties, pausing to enjoy the way she held her breath. Cutting them off took only a moment and they slipped down her legs to the floor, leaving only her socks behind.
He stared at her trimmed pussy and shook his head, growling, “Oh fuck, I’m in trouble.” He licked around the corners of her patch and slipped his fingers into her swollen folds that were drenched with excitement. When he felt that slippery invitation, he grew harder than he ever remembered being.
He cracked his neck for control as she whispered, “Don’t hold back.”
He groaned into the moist tuft of light brown hair and gave it a little lick. “I wish you knew what you were asking.” Without warning, he opened her with his fingers and shoved his tongue into her folds, searching for the hard bead of her clit. She moaned and pressed her fingernails deep into the meat of his shoulders. He loved the sharp burn and worked her more roughly until she started to shake, moaning over and over, her legs struggling to stay strong. “Too much for you?” he smiled, lowering her to the ground where he spread her wide and brought her shaking thighs up around his head, penetrating her with his skillful tongue as deep as it would go, then wiggling it. Lying on his stomach, he drank her in like the sweet nectar she was. When she cried out and grabbed his head, her pussy quaked around his tongue. She gasped for breath and had his head in a vice lock. He licked her slowly until her climax subsided, then pointed his tongue and concentrated on her clit, lightly flicking one side of it until her moaning rose again. “I think that was just the beginning for you,” he breathed onto her wet flesh.
She cried his name out as he synced strokes with her reactions, flicking that tender little spot that rides between reality and euphoria. For her it was on the right side of her little bean, in that delicious little crevice that would make her never forget
Grabbing her hips with both hands, he dug his fingers into the pliable flesh and traced rough kisses up her stomach all the way until he had her bra in his teeth. Pushing the top of his head into her mounds so she couldn’t see his face, he allowed his teeth to sharpen to fangs and without warning, cut the bra right down the middle. She moaned as her size D breasts tumbled onto him, the bra hanging from the shoulder straps. Keeping his face hidden, he retracted the sharp fangs a little, using the medium-sharp point to trace her nipple until she shivered. Slipping his hand between her legs, he cupped her and moved his hand with sensual slowness around and around. Her body tensed and he could tell she was fighting the urge to move on his hand. “Don’t you dare move,” he thickly murmured, licking her nipple and breathing heat on it before sucking it until she trembled. He held her up and bent her body back, the bra hanging from her shoulders and falling with gravity just like her soft hair. With hungry kisses he covered her chest, her neck, her shoulders, then worked his way down her stomach.
“Fuck, you’re delicious baby. I can’t wait to taste your cunt.” She moaned at the unexpected use of such an obscene word. “Hold onto my shoulders. You’re going to need to.”
She grabbed them so hard he winced. Chuckling, he reached around and slapped her on the ass. “Watch it, Tigress.” She stifled a laugh. Making sure she couldn’t see his fangs grow, he fastened them under the delicate fabric of her pink panties, pausing to enjoy the way she held her breath. Cutting them off took only a moment and they slipped down her legs to the floor, leaving only her socks behind.
He stared at her trimmed pussy and shook his head, growling, “Oh fuck, I’m in trouble.” He licked around the corners of her patch and slipped his fingers into her swollen folds that were drenched with excitement. When he felt that slippery invitation, he grew harder than he ever remembered being.
He cracked his neck for control as she whispered, “Don’t hold back.”
He groaned into the moist tuft of light brown hair and gave it a little lick. “I wish you knew what you were asking.” Without warning, he opened her with his fingers and shoved his tongue into her folds, searching for the hard bead of her clit. She moaned and pressed her fingernails deep into the meat of his shoulders. He loved the sharp burn and worked her more roughly until she started to shake, moaning over and over, her legs struggling to stay strong. “Too much for you?” he smiled, lowering her to the ground where he spread her wide and brought her shaking thighs up around his head, penetrating her with his skillful tongue as deep as it would go, then wiggling it. Lying on his stomach, he drank her in like the sweet nectar she was. When she cried out and grabbed his head, her pussy quaked around his tongue. She gasped for breath and had his head in a vice lock. He licked her slowly until her climax subsided, then pointed his tongue and concentrated on her clit, lightly flicking one side of it until her moaning rose again. “I think that was just the beginning for you,” he breathed onto her wet flesh.
She cried his name out as he synced strokes with her reactions, flicking that tender little spot that rides between reality and euphoria. For her it was on the right side of her little bean, in that delicious little crevice that would make her never forget
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