Page 52 of Billionaire Surfer


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She pulls away, releases my dick—unfortunately—and then bends down, very fortunately giving me a majestic view of her ass, with just a hint of pink pussy.

I didn’t think I could get harder, but what do you know? All I want now is to bury my face in there, then lick and suck until she screams my name in?—

Wait. What is she looking for down in the pile of clothes?

Ah. Right. She takes out one of the condoms she got from the waitress, originally for her papier-mâché masterpiece.

“I’m clean,” she murmurs, looking up at me.

“So am I.” And with the vasectomy, I can’t get her pregnant, but I don’t want to get into that right now, so I’ll just use a condom anyway.

“Good to know.” She kneels on top of the pile of our clothes. “That means I can do this.”

Hold up?—

Fuuuck. She looks me in the eyesas she puts the tip of my cock in her mouth.

Since words are difficult, I make some sort of caveman-like guttural sound to show my appreciation.

She slides me in deeper.

My balls tighten.

She gives me a sensual lick and cups said balls.

I almost fall backward, in part from the pleasure, but maybe also from the alcohol buzz. “Let’s take this to the bedroom,” I manage to say after I stabilize myself.

She frees her mouth, her lips glistening. “That’s a great idea.”

All right. I grab her as if I were a fireman and my house were about to burn down.

She squeals good-naturedly as I sprint to the bed, but she quiets down as I lay her on the blanket and admire the view.

Fuck. This has been the beginning of almost all my wet dreams as of late, and now it’s happening for real.

I lock eyes with her. My voice is a low, thick growl. “I want to see you.”

She spreads her legs, revealing the majestic pussy I got a glimpse of earlier.

My cock turns almost painfully hard. “I meant ‘lose the bra,’ but this is even better.”

Blushing fiercely, she unhooks her bra, revealing perky breasts with nipples as pink as her pussy.

“You’re stunning,” I say solemnly and still feel like I’m understating.

“Thank you,” she breathes. “You’re not so bad yourself.”

I’ve heard compliments from women before, but I’ve never felt as good from one as I do now. Smirking, I join her on the bed and teasingly kiss her upper thigh.

Her skin breaks in gooseflesh.

Smiling into her flesh, I place a kiss half an inch higher.

She tenses.

I take pity on her and close the distance to her pussy, where I lap at her folds the way I’ve been dying to for what feels like forever.

Her silky flesh tastes divine and is deliciously warm under my tongue. I could spend hours here, relishing this.

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