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His eyes flicker with longing, but the way he sets his jaw, defiantly, tells me he still sees me as that little girl.
Which I aim to remedy.
I spit on my palm and begin stroking his mighty shaft.
“Make me your filthy whore.”
The way he’s looking at me, you’d think I had just slapped him.
“I want you to mark me. Coat me with your cum. Pull my hair as you fuck me. Owning every inch of my flesh.”
His enormous hands find my hips, his fingers digging into my skin. “Show me your titties.”
I guess peeling back Gabriel’s layers to his base core isn’t that hard, after all.
I lift the oversized shirt I’m wearing up and off my body, then bring my hand back to his cock.
“Fuck me,”he groans. He cups my small breasts in his calloused hands, his thumbs circling my nipples.
“Do you want to stick your big dick in me?” I whisper, giving the base a firm tug.
“I wanna stick it everywhere,” he grinds out.
His hands wrap around my waist, his fingers sliding down into the back of my panties as his face presses against my tits. He scoots me forwards, so my still-clothed pussy is pressed against his engorged member.
I plant my hands on the back of the chair, gyrating wildly down on his cock, craving precious friction.
Ever since I was given to Frank, I’ve been dead down there, but the very glimpse of Gabriel lit a spark that’s since turned into an inferno. Every cell of my body craves this man like my lungs need air.
“These need to be gone.” He rips my panties off in one swift yank.
“Why, what are you going to do to me?” I say teasingly.
Without warning, he lifts me, turns my body so that I’m facing away from him, and sets me back down so that his cock is pressed against my ass.
“I’m going to play with your pretty little pussy.”
ALL YOU ARE IS GOOD
GABRIEL
Feeling Brooke pressed against me, her back against my chest, my cock wedged between her perfect ass cheeks, twists me with shame and excitement.
I shouldn’t want this girl, but saying no would be like denying myself heaven.
Her confession is baffling. She was just a kid when we met, and yet I was her girlhood dream. I don’t know how I feel about that. It’s a mixture of guilt and obscene pleasure I’m not at all comfortable with.
The things I want to do to this girl are downright depraved. Sinful to the core.
But I have a feeling she’ll love every minute of it.
With one hand, I claim a perky tit, with the other, I trace her bare slit. It’s slick, wet with feminine juices I long to coat my cock with, but as dick hungry as she is, I’m not about to let it go that far.
I’ll give her just enough to satisfy her base needs. That’s it. Nothing more.
With each swipe up her seam, she squirms, turning my rod to steel.
“Tell me what you like,”I whisper into her ear. I tell myself it’s to better please her, but that’s only half true because I know I’m going to stow whatever she says in my spank bank.
