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Chapter 17
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10:32 PM FRIDAY
The rings of smoke I’m blowing grow so big that they’re almost able to fit completely around her tits by the time they reach her. Instead, they crash against her soft, sandy colored skin like waves gently crashing against the shore.
She leans forward and takes the head of my cock between her lips again. My thighs and knees twitch at the touch.
Her nails glide over the skin of my legs and grab onto my arse. He nails press firmly against my skin while she uses me as leverage to force my cock deeper down her throat.
The bubbling noise from the bong at my lips begins to drown out the soft gagging noises coming from her for a brief moment.
I inhale sharply and breathe in the hooka that was left behind.
Her grip on my arse loosens, and I look down in time to see her slowly releasing my dick from her welcoming mouth.
She inhales sharply herself—now that her throat isn’t blocked by my cock—and looks up at me with her hungry eyes.
A line of spit trails from the tip of my cock to her lips that she quickly sucks up.
By God in fucking Heaven, this woman is amazing.
A man has not lived until he has seen a woman like Sammi fucking Brighton with her lips around his cock.
I look up to the ceiling and let a long stream of smoke out from my lips.
Sammi grabs the bong from me and takes a sharp inhale of her own.
I look down just in time to see her blow a couple of smoke rings over my cock.
She leans forward just enough so that the tip of my cock is resting against her bottom lip.
“So, how do I look with your cock in my mouth?”
Her lips part and slide over the head of my dick. Her tongue swirls and maneuvers around me like I’m her own personal lollipop.
Which—let’s face it, mate—I totally am.
There is no way I’m ever going to tell Sams that she can’t have my cock whenever she wants it.
“You look so fucking sexy.”
She smiles and slides more of me into her throat.
I grab the bong from her and bring it to my lips again.
Sams takes the opportunity to cup my balls in one hand and stroke my slick cock with the other.
I have never met a woman that can handle a cock quite like Sammi. That woman’s knowledge of how to turn a man into pudding using her hands and tongue is like a gift from God.
I fumble as I set the bong down behind me somewhere. I don’t really care if it falls over. I just need my hands free.
The slurping and sucking noises coming from her lips on my cock fill our small room, and I’m pretty sure that those outside can even hear it. Even over all the slot machines and idle chatter.
Fuck it. Let them enjoy it.
I feel this clench in the pit of my stomach just as I feel this ever-familiar chill in the base of spine.
