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“Fuck,” I gasp. “Oh shit.”
We both watch as a pearl of come beads at the tip of my shaft before spilling over in a slick stream. The girl merely giggles and uses the liquid to lube up her hands as she tugs again and again at my manhood. But I need more and suddenly, I yank her off my lap, pressing her thighs apart.
“I need to be inside of you,” I rasp, staring deep into her eyes. “You ready to dance, sweetheart?”
She nods quickly, pulling her sarong away before pushing the cups of her bra down.
“Yes, take me, sir,” she mewls. “I’m ready to belly dance for you.”
I let out another throaty moan and then notch my tip at her sweet opening before beginning the pressure. Her lashes fall shut as she strains, but then the brunette hitches her knees up, changing the angle a bit, and it helps. My hardness slides in a few inches and we both huff with shock.
“Fuck you feel good,” I growl throatily. “Goddamn.”
The woman merely looks down at where her pussy lips stretch around my manhood before flicking her gaze up to meet mine again.
“More, sir,” she begs in a whisper. “Give me more of you.”
She doesn’t have to ask twice. I ease myself forward again, both of us watching as my huge staff disappears into her tiny pussy. She squirms a bit, trying to accommodate my size, and I pause.
“You okay?” I ask gruffly.
She nods and looks at me again, those cheeks flushed a rosy pink.
“More,” she begs. “I can take it.”
With that, I slide my shaft all the way home, and both of us let out throaty moans of ecstasy at the tight fit. Goddamn, she’s so wet, horny, and enticing at once. She squeezes her internal muscles around me, and right then, I swear I’m going to come. But I fix her with a stern look, my shaft fully buried in her cunt now.
“Not yet,” I warn in a low voice. “We haven’t started belly-dancing yet.”
With that, I pull out, almost to the hilt, and then angle my hips so that my cockhead points upwards at the ceiling. Then I push into the woman again, and she sighs blissfully as we both watch. Sure enough, we see the bulge of my dicktip moving through her lower abdomen, and it’s obscene but so gorgeous too.
“Fuck you’re belly dancing,” I rasp. “Goddamn, you’re amazing.”
She mewls a bit, still adjusting to my size, but then smiles at me.
“Make me belly-dance more, mister.”
With that, I begin a slow rhythm in her cunt. My cock moves in and out, and we watch as the ripple in her belly shifts with each trail of my dickhead. She’s incredibly sensuous, and after a few heavenly strokes, I even reach my hand down to feel how her belly bulges with each slow, forceful thrust.
“You’re doing it,” I rasp. “Hell, you’re talented.”
The woman smiles mischievously at me, even as she spreads her legs wider.
“I love belly-dancing,” she murmurs. “You’re big too, so it’s not hard.”
That gets me going. No more of this slow teasing stuff. Instead, I need to fuck this woman for real, and I pull my hand off her belly before seizing her hips in both hands. Then, I begin slamming into that tight cunt, moaning as she sucks me in with each forceful thrust.
“Yeah, take it,” I rasp. “Fuck, you feel good.”
Meanwhile, the woman’s beginning to ascend the cliff. Her eyes flutter shut as she lifts her knees almost all the way to her shoulders, giving me full access. Then it happens, and my woman erupts in a long, sensuous wail.
“Ooooh!” she screams. “Unnh, fuck!”
Her pussy shudders violently around me, and that’s all it takes to throw me over the edge as well. My balls rise and with one last slam, I erupt deep in her fertile depths, spraying her womanhood with virile seed.
“Fuck!” I roar. “Oh shit!”
Hot pulses of fluid spurt into the curvy brunette even as her cunt clenches with ecstasy again, pulling my seed deep inside.
“Unnh,” she moans deliriously. “Oh yes. Fill me up.”
I continue to spray like a firehose, unable to help myself. Zigzags of lightning flash before my eyes as my body spurts, emptying gallons of male seed into her dripping wet snatch.
Finally, however, our pulses begin to calm and I draw back to look at the girl beneath me. She’s gorgeous with flushed cheeks, heaving breasts, and a brown curl stuck to her forehead. Gently, I push the lock back and she looks at me suddenly, startled. I suppose romantic gestures aren’t par for the course at Sanctum, but you know what? It feels right. Even if we just did one of the dirtiest acts possible on club grounds, it still feels right to care for this woman because she’s worth it.
