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“That’s it, dirty girl,” I whispered, teasing down the straps of her nightdress. “You’re gorgeous, Gemma.”

She shivered again as I slipped my fingers inside the cups of her nightdress, soft flesh submitting to my hungry fingers. Her nipples were hard little bullets. She moaned as I gently squeezed them, pressing back against me, her head resting against my shoulder.

“Good girl.” I gripped harder, kneading her tits in my hands as she squirmed.

“Yes.”

She sucked in her breath as my hands travelled down her stomach, then shifted her thighs further apart, arching her back as I skimmed a finger over her panties. “Please...”

“All in good time...” My tongue traced her ear, teeth nipping ever so softly, and she was putty in my hands, writhing against my chest as my fingers teased her clammy thighs. “I’m going to fuck you, Gemma.”

“Yes...”

I hovered at the edge of her knickers until she was panting, her skin goose-pimpled to the touch. Then I moved, skirting around to the front of her and pulling her forward until her knees were touching mine. I pulled at the ribbon at her chest, freeing her tits for my pleasure. They were even more fucking gorgeous than I expected, pale brown nipples so pretty against freckled white skin. Her tits bounced against her ribs, low but perky, perfect toys for prying fingers.

Her hands reached out, sweeping over my shoulders and down the hard ridges of my chest, her mouth hanging open. She traced the edges of tattoos she’d never see... never know existed.

“Fuck, Jason, you’re really not so cuddly...”

“No.”

“I still think you’re blonde, though.” She reached up, dithering in mid-air until I took her hands in mine and guided her to my face. I kissed her fingertips before they landed, enjoying the smile that crept across her lips as she traced the outline of my jaw. She ran her thumb across my mouth to find I was smiling, too. “This is so weird.”

“Good weird?”

“Definitely.” She found the messy strands of my fringe, brushing them back from my face. “You weren’t lying about this, either. It’s long.”

“It’s overdue a cut. I’ll get it done for next time.”

She shook her head. “Don’t. I like it.”

I stared at the beautiful wild girl in front of me; the spiral of curls around her shoulders, her bouncy tits, her gentle smile. She was perfectly imperfect, unaltered by surgery or Photoshop or inch-thick make-up. Beautiful and raw andreal. So real. I took her face in my hands, grazing her lips with mine until she opened her mouth for me. Months of pent-up lust spilled free, tongues tangling in a dance of pure fucking want. Her fingers shot to my belt, prising my jeans open. She groaned into my mouth as my cock sprang free, pressing against the soft, warm flesh of her belly.

“Not quite a twelve-incher...” I teased.

“I’ll certainly fucking feel it.”

“Yes, you will.”

I was lost in my dirty girl, lost in her hungry, wet mouth, and her gorgeous big tits, her needy little hands all over me. I guided her backwards, covering her body with mine as she wrapped me in milk-white limbs. Slowly, I made my way down, stopping to suck on perky nipples, loving the way she moaned for me. She felt so good, melting to my ridges like she was created to fit. I groaned as I reached my destination. She was so wet, pale satin clinging to her folds like a second skin. I coaxed the fabric to the side, breath ragged in my throat at the full sight of her. She was shaven, just the faintest ladder of red climbing up towards her belly. Her pussy was so much bigger than the women I’d been with before — her hungry slit decorated with big, ripe lips. I could bury my whole fucking face in her juicy pussy and suffocate there. What a way to go. I dipped my tongue, wriggling my way up until I found the bud of her clit. It was hidden deep in juicy folds, the pearl in her very, very wet oyster. She tasted fucking divine.

“Oh God...”Her hands fisted in my hair, and my dirty girl rubbed against my face as I sucked on her clit. “I have toys, Jason... in the bedroom... if you wanted to... um...”

“You want me to stretch you open, dirty girl? Is that what you want?” Her body answered for her, the folds of her cunt quivering against my mouth. I sat upright, pulling her with me.

“Door by the kitchen, on the right.” She held out her hands and I helped her to her feet, leading her through to her own bedroom. Her bed was plush, with purple sheets and a dozen scatter cushions. It suited her. I directed her to the edge, savouring the dance of her tits as she shimmied backwards to position herself in the centre.

“Hug your knees to your chest. I’m going to open up that gorgeous pussy.”

Her breathing quickened, titties jiggling as she raised her legs and held them high. I shifted her arse enough to sit at her side, grabbing a bottle of lube and a couple of condoms from the bedside cabinet. Then I positioned myself to play. I spread her lips wide and dribbled lube on her clit, hooking two fingers inside her. Her juicy cunt was surprisingly tight, clenching around me like a hot fucking snare. Fuck yes.

“Beautiful...” I groaned. “That’s it...”

She made such delicious squelches. My thumb circled her clit, and slowly she loosened for me. I lubed up my other hand, loving the way she groaned as I doubled up. I worked my way in and out, gently, ever so fucking gently, teasing and stretching that hole until she was taking four fingers easily.

“Shit, Jason, suck my clit again... Please suck my clit...”

Dirty girl. I didn’t need asking twice.

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