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I draw her to me, turning over and laying her down on her back. The sides of her flannel shirt fall all the way open. Insatiably I pluck at each of those perky nipples then peel her jeans down her legs. Her panties are sodden. I’ll get to those.

I rub the head of my cock all the way up her smooth legs and knock it once against her entrance. Knock knock, let me in. I can see the outline of her nice little clit. Harnessing all my self-control I slowly slide it over that fucking tempting seam, up her tummy, between her breasts. She pushes on them, creating a crevice to smother my sex in. Fuck, that’s heavenly. I glide it out and pull on it just like I do alone with thoughts of Hazel on reel in my head. Glancing down, she licks her lips in invitation. I press the tip to her mouth and my good girl opens wide.

Hazel takes it fucking deep, spreading those lips apart then locking around me. Her fingers go to town on my balls. I hold onto her face. Her sage eyes flick up at mine and they hold me. I need her to stop now before I burst, and I need her never to stop.

“Alright, little assassin.” I give her relief, bending low to kiss her lips tenderly, then her cheek, the other cheek. I send my mouth across her forehead, a crown of kisses. Like she is my queen, a goddess. Perfection.

My lips soften as I pepper them down the slope of her neck, her chestplate, scoping down to each and every inch of her succulence. Filling my mouth with her beautiful body.

I journey further. I shoulder my way in between her knees, and kiss up along her thighs. I bury my nose right in her pudding.

“You’re fuckin wet, angel,” I rasp, pulling in her scent. Rolling it all the way in my lungs. Intoxicating. I need to taste. Hazel cries breathily as I hook a finger in her underwear and stuff it aside.

Shit, yeah. There’s my sweet little hot pussy. Mine. Mine. I coat my tongue up and down and between her glistening folds, lapping up every drop of that honey that drips for me.

“Oh fuck, oh Chasen,” Hazel yelps quietly, her throaty noises turning me the fuck on even more. I suckle her sensitive bundle of nerves. I practically feel the ephemeral pulsations of her heat as I roll that bean around in my mouth. Her body coils up taut under me. She’s close. She’s there. She bucks her hips off the bed of the truck, rubbing that pussy all on my face.

“Yes, angel. Let go,” I coax her gently to unleash it. “Let go of all that cum and put it right on my tongue.” I let out my warm breath on her slickness. I push back on her thighs, taking a second to luxuriate in her womanly parts. Days. Weeks. I need fuckin years to explore every delicious hole she has for me.

With a low groan I dive back in deep with my tongue and her walls lock up around it. Clenching my tongue as a torrent of wet warmth fills my mouth, and I hear her voice and the sound of my name again and again as I swallow it all in gulps.

Now I got her. Now and only now is that pussy ready for me. “That feel good, angel? You feel better?”

“Yes,” she pants. “Better.” A satisfied smile gracing her face. I rub my sex all on her entrance, practically bathing it in her spend. She folds her limbs around me and lifts her hips while I push the head inside of her. When I break through she bites down hard on a whimper.

“You’re ok, angel. I got you.”

“I know,” she whispers. “Fuck me, Chasen. Please. Please.”

I tunnel in deeper, my mind going black for a long second as I adjust to the incredible pleasure of those pussy walls wrapped around my sex. “Sweet Jesus, you’re tight.” I sink in further into that peach.

“Yes…oh god, Chasen, you feel…amazing. I like it,” she breathes. “I like it.”

“Yeah, you like me being inside you, angel?” I husk against the shell of her ear. “I’m deep inside you, Hazel.” I want deeper though, deeper. More. From every position. All fucking night long ’til I fall sleep with my spend coating her womb and my dick still buried inside of her.

Grabbing her hips, I roll us over so she’s on me again, bouncing those heavenly titties at me. I pound my cock up into her, lifting her hips to drag out the length. Fuck. Me. She’s a dream. I bring her to me.

She yields to my direction as I rotate us onto our side. Holding her breasts I draw her in closer, cinching her while I buck up hard against her round, magnificent ass, driving into her deep from behind. “I’m fucking you. I’m fucking you, sweetheart.”

“Don’t stop…”

“Mmm…You’re my sweet girl,” I gravel, “aren’t you, baby?”

So sweet. I could rub on this girly night after night and never get enough. She feels fucking indescribable. Her body. Her everything.

Hazel whimpers as more of her hot cream weeps down my shaft. “Atta girl,” as I gently strum her distended clit. “Come for me.” She moans louder as her channel convulses around my shaft. “That pussy feels so good,” I say, deep, dark, brokenly.

“Fuck, fuck. Chasen…”

“It’s mine,” I growl out, probing her further, my hardness sawing rigidly against her exposed bean. Rubbing out all those pleasure receptors until they are raw. “This pussy is mine.” I hold her tightly. She lights up like a roman candle. “Fuuuck, yes. Get your orgasm on me, sweetie.”

“Chasen!”

And that does it. Just the sound of my name dripping out with her climax and my whole body pinches up tight. I press all the way in. Feeling right at home inside this girl. My dick bursts, firing off my pent-up seed in hot white ropes, one after another. My balls wringing out again and again.

Oh fuck, I can’t stop coming…

I roll over to catch my breath, and then reach for her. I fold us in hot and sweaty togetherness, holding Hazel close for a long, long while.

I send down a kiss. “Angel. Let’s get you home.”

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