Page 91 of Kevlar To My Vest


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His knowing grin was enough for me; I grabbed Viddy’s hand, barbeque sauce and all, hauled her into the kitchen, and then further beyond to Dixie’s office all the while listening to the catcalls behind us.

“I cannot believe you!” She hissed in outrage.

“Believe it, baby,” I said as I closed the door behind us and then slammed her up against the wall, pinning her with my body. “Now, shut up and use your mouth for good.”

I released my belt, unbuttoned my jeans, and then unzipped them while looking into her eyes.

Her breathing sped up as I took my cock out, and then grabbed her hand to place it on my aching dick.

With a smile of mischief, she dropped to her knees and lapped at the head. Short tiny licks, circling the tip as if she was catching the drips off an ice cream cone.

Effectively driving me out of my mind. “Take more.” I demanded.

Her eyes went from my cock up to my face, and they stayed connected with mine as she took first the head, followed by half my length. Only stopping when her lips met the top of her hand. The same hand that was working my length in tight, slow pulls.

“Aw fuck,” I groaned as I looked into her eyes. “Get up here so I can have you now.”

Her answer was to suck even harder, moving her head and fist in perfect sync.

I lost her eyes when my eyes started to lose focus, and during that time, she let me go with a wet plop and her talented tongue found my balls. She sucked first one, and then the other into her mouth, and I nearly lost the ability to stand.

“Stand up,” I rasped as I leaned forward and placed my elbows on the wall above her head.

Her ‘uh-uh’moaned against my balls had them drawing up and nearly ready to blow.

“Seriously, I need your pussy. I don’t want to finish in your mouth.”

I was panting, trying to work through the need to come with sheer, iron will.

When she finally released my balls and stopped working my dick with her fist, I grasped her by the hair and helped her stand; turning her around and ripping the tights she was wearing down to the floor.

Then I bent her over. “Grab your ankles.”

She did as she was told, grabbing her ankles until I got a perfect view of her weeping core. “Oh, fuck.”

With that one groan, I lined my cock up to her entrance, and thrust inside, causing her to squeak in surprise. Which was quickly followed by a moan.

“Oh, God. You feel like heaven.” I snarled, pumping into her furiously.

“Jesus, baby. Harder.” She cried.

With those three words, I started slamming inside of her, bottoming out inside of her with each plunge.

“Why.” Thrust. “Do.” Thrust. “You.” Thrust. “Feel.” Thrust. “So.” Thrust. “Fucking.” Thrust. “Good.” Thrust. Thrust. Thrust.

“I’m coming!” She cried loudly as she clamped down hard on my cock, making my eyes cross.

“Oh, yes. Fuck you’re so tight.” I groaned and pulled out at the last second, finally realizing why she felt so good.

The pleasure came from deep inside me, starting at the base of my neck and shooting down my spine in ecstasy. My eyes closed as I released onto her back, spurting hotly against the exposed skin. Once. Twice. Three times.

“Yes,” I growled once the final spurt was freed, and I grabbed her ass for support.

Taking a weary step back, I said, “Stay there for a minute. Let me find something to clean you off.”

I took my time though, enjoying the view. Which she caught on to pretty quickly. “If you don’t hurry, I’ll just use this jacket that’s hanging on the back of the door.”

I rolled my eyes and dug my hand into the Kleenex box at the end of the desk, grabbing a handful. Then I walked back to her and wiped her off quickly, throwing the dirty tissues in the trash beside our feet.

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