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“Bring your pussy to my face,” I instruct. “Right now. Let me taste you and make you come,” I rasp, my voice deeper and unfamiliar. With my hand holding her hair, I pull her away from my cock that’s now covered in saliva and candy.
Like the good girl she is, she straddles my face and lets me feast on her glistening pussy. My tongue swipes over her slit, earning a small moan from her swollen lips.
From between her thighs, I can’t see what she’s doing, but I can feel her body moving. “Stay still,” I demand, slapping her left ass cheek, earning a yelp from her. She wiggles, clearly liking the sting. I slap her ass again, this time earning a moan. “Suck my cock, baby,” I groan, somehow growing even harder from the taste of her sweet and salty pussy.
Camille lays down on my body and takes my cock back into her mouth. She must’ve put more candy in her mouth because I can again feel the candy popping against my painfully hard cock, the candy only adding to and intensifying the pleasure. She gags while she sucks me, her head bobbing quicker, working her fucking hardest to earn my cum in her hot little mouth.
I feast on her pussy like a starved man at a buffet while she sucks me off. My lips wrap around her hard clit as I begin sucking, using my tongue to flick the sensitive bud of nerves.
Moving my right hand to her core, I shove two thick fingers into her roughly, curling them down to reach her G-spot from the position we’re in. Using her body’s natural lubricant, I spread it up toward the puckered hole between her ass cheeks that’s in my face and carefully work a finger in, pushing past the tight wall of muscle.
Her arousal drips from her pussy, dripping down my chin for me to lick up and savor later.
Camille’s moans become louder, vibrating around my cock as she sucks me frantically. Her soft tissues tighten around my fingers, squeezing them in a vice grip. She bucks her hips against my mouth, pressing herself further down on my mouth, desperate for the pleasure I'm providing her greedy little cunt.
I flick my tongue over her clit rapidly, flicking it at the same pace as I fuck her with the fingers I have in both her pussy and ass. She’s close; I can tell she is by how her body shakes, her moans become louder, and how tight she gets.
One flick of my tongue.
Two flicks.
Three flicks, she’s crying her release, squirting all over my face and drowning me in her sweet juices.
I’m right there on the edge with her; my cock throbs against her tongue, ready for my release.
One flick of her tongue over my head.
Two flicks.
Three flicks, then I’m the one exploding in her warm mouth and being sucked dry.
I grunt my release, giving her every drop of cum I have to offer. My eyes close, my fingers pull away from her entrance while I bury my face in her core. I grip her ass cheeks, my fingernails digging into the soft flesh, most definitely leaving crescent marks on her smooth skin.
With me in her throat, she swallows my release, then pulls back, my dick popping out of her mouth with an audible pop. In the distance, I think I can hear a phone ringing, but I’m not positive about it. I can’t tell if a phone is ringing or if the ringing is coming from inside my head after having just came harder than I’ve ever come before.
Camille rolls off me and turns her body to lie beside me, her head resting against my shoulder. Our bodies are covered in sweat, our breathing heavy and erratic.
Neither of us speaks, but right now, we don’t need to. All I need is her body next to mine. Staring at the ceiling, trying to get my breathing to calm, I reach down and take her hand to intertwine our fingers together.
The ringing starts again. This time I know it’s not from inside my head. When I don’t move to answer it, it continues for a moment longer, then silences.
As quickly as the ringing stops, it starts back again.
“You should get that, it must be important,” Cam says with a sigh, pulling her hand away from mine.
I don’t want to move, but I need to at least turn it off so it doesn’t continue to interrupt our time together. Standing, I stretch out my limbs and walk toward the table where I’d left my phone. I plan to turn my phone off, and then I’ll tell Camille about the baby and my decision to leave Karina.
Picking it up and unlocking it, I scroll through the notifications I missed, my eyebrows pulling together, seeing everything I missed.
Karina (12 missedcalls)
Karina(27 unread messages)
I openthe message thread and begin reading.
Karina:WHERE ARE YOU
Karina:911!!!!
