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The only thing that was left for me to take off was my tank top since I wasn’t wearing a bra. I took my time taking it off. What could have wrapped up in two seconds, I did it in about ten. I slowly dragged the shirt up my body and tossed it at him the second it was off. Wolf sniffed it and then tossed it on the floor with my panties, and sweatpants. Now, here I was, completely naked in front of him, and the way he looked, you would think that this was his first time seeing me without any clothes.

From where I stood, I could turn my head and look at my body through the bathroom mirror. This body was to die for. I worked hard for this body. Spent a lot of time on the stair master. Did a lot of ab routines to sustain this beautiful four pack. Lifted my share of weights to achieve the tone in my arms, and legs.

“Damn. Shit!” he let out, holding his dick that began rising in his shorts.

Smiling, because he gave me the exact reaction from him that I wanted. I leaned over, so that I could kiss him on the lips, and I went over to the shower. I pulled the glass door back, keeping it open, so that he could have access to the entire show. I didn’t want my man to miss anything.

Before I scrubbed my body, I stood under the shower head, being careful not to get my hair wet. Everything else though, I allowed it to get soaked. The water was steaming hot. You could see the steam in the shower, looking like I was in hell taking a shower. Once my body was wet to my liking, I grabbed my soap bar, along with a fresh washcloth. I lathered as much soap on the washcloth as I possibly could and began washing my body.

I stood with my body facing Wolf, so that he could watch the entire thing. His eyes were on me, and only me. Talk about having his undivided attention. Nothing needed to be said. He didn’t have to talk me through my shower, and I didn’t have to ask him if he was enjoying the view because I knew it was. What we were doing right now was sensual enough. The way he looked at me was all the words that I needed to hear.

Twelve minutes of just cleaning my body and watching that reaction from him was more than enough to have my pussy leaking. I cleaned my entire body. I could have stayed in much longer because I typically took twenty-minute minimum showers, but I was horny out of my mind. So much so that I turned the water off, didn’t even bother drying off, and just walked my wet, naked body over to him.

Always going for what I wanted, I put my damp foot in his lap, wetting up his shorts, and pulled his head down, putting it right where my pussy was, getting him to eat me. Wolf was so nasty that he didn’t mind. He placed both hands on my ass cheeks, spread them apart, and proceeded to eating me, sucking my clit the same way he’d just done those lamb chops, when he was trying to get all the meat off the bones.

“Ohhhhhhh,” I moaned, putting my hand in his hair, tossing my head back.

My body was going through the motions. I’ll never fully be able to come to grasps that this man could eat pussy the way that he does. He has a way of sucking on me, but it wasn’t a painful feeling. The feeling was amazing, actually. All parts of it were wonderful. You know that euphoric feeling that you get when you’re having an orgasm? That was the feeling that I felt the entire time he was eating me. I couldn’t control my moans. My moans were coming out like cries.

“Shit…. babyyy… babyyy… Ima cummm… Ima cummmmm,” I couldn’t hold it any longer, as I removed my hand from his hair, so that I could grab onto his shirt, needing to hold onto something for dear life, as I exploded on him.

Wolf allowed me to orgasm on his tongue, softly sucking on my clit, and once I came, he just placed light kisses. He tapped my leg, as he pulled away. I stood up, catching my breath, while looking up at him.

“I’m not done. I just want to change the position. Bend over and hold your ankles. Let me taste you from the back,” he suggested.

My juices were all in his beard, along with the corners of his mouth. Like this man just promised me a shopping spree, I was giddy as hell, turning around, putting this ass, and pussy right in his face, and he never had to leave his seat. All he did was scoot towards the edge, kiss and lick up the back of my thighs, getting the juices that slipped out, only to placed them back on my pussy, and he ate away. I couldn’t control it in this position. I was loud as hell.

“You going to wake up the baby,” he stopped for a second to say to me.

“Look… what you doingggg….. Wolf fuckkkkk,” I started it back up, once he began eating me from behind all over again.

Just straight tongue. He never put fingers in me or anything. His tongue had the ability to have me go crazy like this. Again, he captured my clit with his tongue, sucked it slowly, causing my body to freeze up on me. I couldn’t even announce to him that I was releasing. I just did it, almost losing my balance, and falling forward, but he held my waist firmly, not letting me go, even after I finished cumming.

“Okay…okay… bae okay,” I panted, trying to run from the tongue. Wolf eventually let me go, picked my ass up, and like a rag doll, he carried me over to the bathroom counter.

Before he sat me down, he grabbed a towel, folded it, and sat me on the bathroom counter. I was winded. Looking up at him like I was seconds away from passing out. I pulled my legs up, sitting them on the counter, as I watched him remove his shirt, briefs, and shorts.

That heavy dick slapped away at my pussy, and he pushed himself inside. I hadn’t felt that dick inside of me in a couple of days, so it’s almost as if I’d tightened up again. I looked up at him with a look in my eyes similar to one where I was about to cry. Almost like I was possessed and couldn’t look at anything but him. He kept pushing. Digging and pushing, making me take one hand off the counter, and place it over my mouth, so I didn’t scream.

“Put your hand back where you had it,” he demanded, and I did it, trying my best to take that dick, and fuck from up under.

“I’m hurting you?” he asked, once all that dick was in me, and he slowly started stroking me.

I had no words. No words at all, as my mouth hung open, and my head was thrown back. He put a hand on the back of my head, so he could level my head back down to his, forcing me to look him in his eyes.

“Answer me,” he went on.

“Nooooo… you not hurting me…. you not hurting meeee…. Wolfffffff…. It’s biggggg,” I whined, a tear falling from my eyes when I said it. He kissed the tear away, finding my spot, and nonstop beating against it.

“It’s big, but you taking it. This shit so god damn wet. Look down for one second, so you can see what I’m talking about,” he directed me. I looked down, saw how wet I had his dick, then looked him in his eyes.

“All that for me?” he asked.

“Yessss,” I croaked, damn near at my peak.

“When pussy get wet like that, that mean you in love. It’s love Deja? I got you in love with me? That’s why I’m getting super soaker pussy from you?” he wanted to know, fuckin with my head, as he stroked me and asked me these things.

I wanted to reach my hand up and put it over his mouth. If he kept talking, he was going to pull it out of me. I was going to tell him the way I’ve been feeling for a while, but was just too scared to say it, out of fear that he wouldn’t say it back.