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I decide to use my teeth on her, wondering what her pain tolerance is. I bite down on the hard flesh, and she cries out, rubbing her legs together.
Apparently, she quite likes it.
My smirk grows.
Well, this is interesting.
My hand teases her other nipple, and with my free hand, I unzip her pants, and coax my hand in.
When my fingers come into direct contact with her dripping pussy, a groan escapes me.
“No panties?”
She bites her lip, her eyes closing as I run a finger over her wet slit.
“I didn’t have any.”
And she never will, if I have anything to say about it.
“I just suck your nipple,” I murmur, “And you’re already this wet.”
Small pants are coming from her mouth, as one of my hands keeps lavishing attention on her breasts, while the other teases her pussy.
I can feel the way her thighs tense and tremble as I keep tracing the slit, gathering moisture on my finger.
I take it out and her eyes lock on mine as I lick her juices off my finger. When her lips part on a moan, I capture her mouth with mine, and shove a finger into her pussy.
She cries out into my mouth, riding my finger for all it is worth, her inner muscles contracting on my digit.
I thrust my tongue in and out of her mouth, in time with the movement of my finger inside her, and the rhythm drives her wild, making her come all over my hand.
I swallow her screams, and then take out my finger from her dr
enched pussy and offer it to her.
Her eyes are dazed at the ferocity with which she just came, and she opens her mouth.
My cock grows hard when I see the way she sucks her own juices off my finger. Were we not in the kitchen, I would offer her something bigger to suck. But this is about her pleasure today, not mine.
I want her wild. I want her begging for my cock before I shove it into her.
I want her riding on it, while her breasts move up and down with the force of her being fucked.
I wanted this woman seven ways from Sunday, and just imagining her in all those positions makes my cock so hard that it begs for relief.
I draw my finger out of her mouth and she makes a small sound of protest which I ignore. Sinking to my knees, I pull down her pants and smirk when I catch her looking down at me, her pretty eyes wide with shock.
Lifting her up, I help her onto the edge of the counter, and then push her knees apart.
My tongue swipes up her center, gathering all her juices, relishing the unique taste of her.
She whimpers.
I saw her shirt flutter to the ground, and when I tease the small nub that instantly grows hard, the muffled sound that she makes tells me that she is covering her mouth with her hands.
I chuckle against her pussy, the vibrations making her release a desperate sound.
I pull away, and tell her, “Not too loud, darling. There are people outside.”
