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Fuck, the whole thing is so fucking dirty. But it's so fucking hot at the same time.

My last few shots go out. One lands on the top of her head. Another sails into her mouth, which she lets drip out in tiny droplets. And the final one lands on her cheek.

Brittney wastes no time as cum starts dribbling out of my cock, bringing her lips back onto the head and sucking out whatever wasn’t shot out.

Fuck, let me just tell you, after an explosive fucking orgasm like that, feeling her lips on my sensitive tip, feeling her tongue on my slit, oh my fucking God.

This woman is a fucking goddess.

I shiver uncontrollably as she gives one final goodbye suck, and then takes her mouth off. But she doesn’t stop there.

With all the meticulousness of a cat cleaning herself, she begins to scoop up my cum off of her body.

First her tits. What she doesn’t smear on her chest, neck or tits, she scoops up with one finger. And brings to her mouth.

Keeping her eyes fixed on mine, she slowly brings her fingers toward her opening mouth.

I watch, transfixed as her tongue darts out and licks her finger clean.

She closes her mouth and swallows.

I swear to fucking God I’ve never been this fucking turned on by the moments after sex before.

This is fucking unreal. Like I can feel my cock start to twitch again.

Which Brittney sees.

She gives me a lascivious smile.

“You’re already for Round Two?” she asks me. “That was pretty fast.”

“I could fuck you all night, babe,” I tell her, sneering down with undisguised lust at her. But there’s something more. Something in her

eyes. Something inside of her. She’s not telling me everything.

I mean, I’ve fucked chicks in porn before; whoever thinks I’m playing the chaste CEO of a pornography company is seriously fucking delusional, but this girl is something else.

A blowjob is just a blowjob, but she’s made it something that I can’t really forget. I don’t actually know how Brittney made it about more than sex.

But whatever she’s doing, whether it's the slow and languid way she’s got her hand wrapped around my cock again, gently massaging me back to life, or the way she’s looking up at me with those wide, large doe-like eyes in a totally submissive look.

“Why don’t you start by fucking me all afternoon?” she asks me, giving me a leer that makes my knees fucking buckle it's sizzling with so much lust.

“I guess you’re not wanting to wait,” I tell her with a grin. “But don't worry. After I’m done with my cock, you’ll barely be able to walk—let alone think.”

Brittney gives me a quick kiss on my tip, and my cock starts flaring back to life.

“Oh please,” she tells me with a sexy pout. “Once you’ve tasted my pussy, you won’t care where you are, you’ll want it again.”

“I want to fuck it now,” I tell her flatly. I’m not looking to play games. I’m open and upfront about who I want to fuck.

“You think your cock can handle it?” she asks me. “You ever seen my videos? I leave guys broken…”

I laugh. She’s never met me then.

And if you’re wondering, which I know you are because your mind's just as filthy as mine—yes, I’ve watched all her videos. The moment she gave me the lap dance I had Cheryl pull everything Brittney has ever worked on.

All the stepmom shit. The neighbor next door scenes. The getting picked up by two guys in a van scene that went viral on the Internet back in the day. I watched it all.

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