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I feel like I’m about to burst into flames when I feel his hand moving on my pussy, faster and faster. My moans turn into cries as he dips two fingers into my pussy, sliding them back and forth.
“Yes,” I cry out as an orgasm starts barreling forward. “Yes! Fuck yes!”
I grip his head and start grinding on his mouth, losing all control.
“Cum on my mouth,” he growls between licks. “Let me taste it.”
It’s too much. He’s driven me wild. He’s broken me.
I grab two fistfuls of his hair and press my pussy against him as I cumhard.
I scream like never before, thrashing around on the table as the most fierce orgasm in human history savagely rips through my body.
Stars fill my eyes. Heat surges through my veins. Another scream tears out of my throat.
When it’s over, I’m shaking. My legs are resting on his broad shoulders, trembling like mini earthquakes.
This incredible man keeps licking my pussy softly, easing me through it.
I drop my back onto the table, not even caring that my head just made a loudthunk.
I cover my eyes with my hands and try to focus on calming my breaths as he kisses and licks my wet pussy like he’s savoring every second he has down there.
When I get myself composed, I sit up with a fierce desire burning in my chest.
I want him to experience what I just did. I want him to feel that kind of bliss.
“Sit,” I command as I push him away.
He looks up at me, confused. His mouth is glistening with my juices. It’s so fucking hot.
“On the chair,” I say as I hop off the table and pull my dress down. “It’s your turn.”
He slowly stands up, pulls off his shirt, and keeps his eyes on me as he turns the chair and sits down at the head of the table.
I drop to my knees in front of him, marveling at the size of the erection outlined in his pants. He groans heavily as I run my flat palm along it, feeling how hard and ready he is.
I waste no time in taking out.
“Do you like what you see, sweet girl?” he growls as I stare at it in awe. My hand is wrapped around the thick base as my eyes roam up and down it. It’s so long and solid. My mouth waters as I marvel at his big swollen head and beautiful masculine balls.
“I do,” I say, my voice coming out all raspy. “You’re so sexy.”
He rolls his head back and groans. “Put that tongue on it before I die.”
I shiver in nervous excitement as I dip my head down, kissing his warm skin. I drag my tongue along the base of his head and then continue down his stiff shaft.
“Just like that,” he groans, his massive chest moving up and down with every heavy breath he takes. “It feels incredible.”
I paint his shaft with my tongue and then tickle his balls with it.
“That’s my girl,” he whispers as I glide my tongue up his perfect cock. “Now open wide and let me fuck that sweet little mouth.”
With my heart pounding, I open up wide…
CHAPTER FIVE
Brantley