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She cries out my name and my cock gets even harder. I stroke myself and fuck her with my fingers and my tongue as she swells more and more, growing wetter and wetter, and becoming more and more incoherent.

I’m doing this to her. I’m giving her this, and I’m going to keep giving it to her until she tells me she’s had enough. But she hasn’t had enough yet, and I sure as shit haven’t had enough of her.

“Tell me you want it,” I say as her pussy grips my fingers, frozen inside her.

“Give it to me.”

“Beg me.”

“Please. I need it. I need you. I need you to fuck me. Please.”

“With my fingers?”

“Your fingers… your tongue… your huge, hard cock… I need it all.” Her boldness is a surprise that makes my cock pulse hard.

I move my fingers as I curse, trying to hold off. But my impulse to thrust is too strong and as she explodes around my fingers and onto my tongue, I know I’m about to come.

“Where do you want me to come?” I ask.

“My tits,” she says, pulling her hair back and pressing them together, red lace and all.

As I ride out her orgasm with my fingers, I pump once, twice, and then come in three long, white ropes across her tits. As she comes down from her climax, I watch in awe as she rubs my cum across her breasts, massaging it onto her nipples.

Then, she licks it off her fingers, her eyes locked on me. One finger at a time.

My dick pulses in my hand again, already at half-mast.

“Take off the bra and stay here,” I say, pressing her knees down to the bed so that she’s wide open and glistening for me.

She complies, then continues massaging my cum into her breasts as I dig into my wallet for a condom.

“Fuck,” I mumble, not finding it where it should be.

“What?”

“Condom,” I say.

“Oh,” she says, disappointment in her voice. But she doesn’t stop pinching her nipples. My dick jerks and her eyes follow it, hungry.

“Maybe downstairs?” she suggests.

But then I remember the guys laughing at the fact that the convenience store was out of condoms. With a low growl, I tug on my jeans and throw on my shirt, leaving my boxer briefs and socks on the floor.

“Where are you going?” she asks, sitting up on her elbows.

Her tits hang like perfect teardrops, her reddish nipples pointing slightly downward. I lean over her and push a finger into her tight, hot pussy again as she lets her head fall back. I press a kiss to her throat and then tilt her head forward as I pinch her clit.

“I’m getting enough condoms to fuck you senseless. Stay right here, just like this. If you so much as start without me, there will be consequences.”

She laughs, a lightheaded, sated thing, and then I grab her room key and my phone, texting Freddy.

ME:What room are you in?

FREDDY:503. You?

ME:Do you have condoms?

FREDDY:No. Way.

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