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watching even when his eyes closed. his tongue was gentle, so gentle it drove my moisture. I tilted my hips, wanting him
His tongue slid along my folds, tracing me mad as he flicked it over the thumping to fill me up with his dick the way he had
my outer lips. He inhaled the scent of nub of my clit. He fucked me with that with his fingers.
me deeply, something I always found thick bundle of fingers, opening me up for He inched into me slowly, only the
arousing. He covered my clit with his that big dick of his. tip at first, which had me clenching and
mouth and then nudged it with his That thought alone triggered my second writhing in anticipation.
tongue. He delivered short staccato orgasm. It was fast and strong, and I felt He was teasing me. I could tell by the
licks that I found myself anticipating. I my cunt gripping his fingers tight. way his eyes sparkled. He pushed into
pumped my hips, thrusting against his He took the hand I offered and stood. me a little farther, and I groaned.
mouth. He continued fast and insistent— Before I knew what was happening, he “Please, Tad, you are absolutely killing
his tongue was so damn strong—until scooped me up and carried me to the me.”
I was panting. My heart raced as I bedroom just beyond his living room. The “Yeah?” He bent and bit my shoulder.
hovered right there on the edge of bed was neatly made, the room sparse. Pain sparkled through me, making
orgasm. He slowed his rhythm briefly, He laid me on the bed and went about my pussy feel fatter and fuller than it
and when my body relaxed, he went taking his clothes off. I shimmied out of already did.
back at me just as hard. my dress and tossed it on the floor. The “Yes. God, please fuck me.”
I came, cursing and tugging his hair. short cotton sheath had done its job of He slid into me swiftly then. His big
He looked up at me and smiled. Then breaking the ice. hands braced on either side of me. I
he put his hand between my legs and His cock sprung free, hard and long— could smell the warm musky scent of him
gently knocked it back and forth against and just as big as Bob had promised. and peppermint on his breath.
my inner thighs until I spread my stance. I spread my legs, and he lowered He bit me again, and I clenched my
“How’s this?” He pushed two thick himself over me, his smooth, hard chest pussy tight around him. It was my turn
fingers inside me as he watched my face. mashing against my breasts. My nipples to tease.
I shut my eyes and let my head tilt back. spiked against his skin, and the friction “Oh, missus,” he breathed.
“Good. That’s good,” I muttered. made my stomach tumble for a moment “Missus, is that what gets you off? You
“And this?” He added a third finger and like I was falling. like that I’m older. You like saying that?”
brought his mouth back to me. This time His cock slid along my slit, spreading He nodded.
“Good, say it as much as you want.”
He covered me with his body, bucking
hard against me as he fucked me. I raised
my legs high, opening myself to him.
Every time he drove into me, his pelvis
banged my clit. I clenched my pussy tight
around him and felt myself slide a bit
closer to coming.
He pulled my arms up above my head
and held them there. I bumped up to
meet him, and he growled softly, laying
hot wet kisses along my neck. A shiver
ran through me and goose bumps raced
along my skin.
He pulled free of me and sucked my
nipple into his mouth. His hands pinned
my arms. I tossed my head; the sensation
of him drawing on me was overwhelming.
My cunt thumped in time with my heart.
He looked down at me to say, “You’re
very pretty, missus.” Then he pushed that
big dick back inside me.
I came. The sudden bump to my

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