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“Too fucking perfect.” Bawdy sounds of labored breaths and my balls slapping her pussy reverberate off the walls and windows. “So fucking perfect for me.”
Louder shrieks of my name pour from her chest as she furiously begins bouncing into the ferocious movements, meeting me thrust for thrust, hit for hit. The sadistic sensation of her knees knocking into me spurs me to intensify my strokes. Speed them up even more so there isn’t a single second she’s not struggling to suck in air.
“This pussy is mine.” Bestial grunts are expelled on heavier heaves. “You are mine.” Arley whimpers in warning of the orgasm that’s about to make an entrance, pushing me to put one hand on the nape of her neck to redirect her hooded stare to mine. “Watch my words, Angel Cake.” The command causes her mouth to crack open. Muscles to tense. “You.”I yank her once into the feral pounding. “Are.” I drive my dick to the hilt and press our foreheads together. “Mine.”
The softest, faintest, heavenly sigh clears the path for the orgasmic screaming that occurs next yet it’s the sigh, the single, burst of air that convinces my balls to swell in anticipation.
The sigh that tells me sheheardwhat I said.
Feltit.
Acceptsit in much more than just her body.
She shakes and shudders and shouts while throwing her chest at me, nipples continuously brushing against my chest, calling to my fingers to lower themselves to pinch.
Pull.
Pinch once more a little harder.
Slurs of my name fuse with swears as she covers my hand with hers.
Encourages me to get rougher.
To forgo the idea that it’s time to slow down now that she’s came.
Ripping off the fabric barrier is quickly followed by both of my hands cupping her tits, feeding me mouthfuls of the luscious brown treats begging to be abused by my teeth. An un-cadenced cycle of carnal groans and thrusts and bites and growls ceaselessly continue with us knocking into the headboard along with the bedside table, which causes the now cold coffee to splash onto the floor. Whether it’s seeing the mess we’re making or clamoring sounds of things possibly becoming broken that breaks my woman a second time, I’m not sure.
But it’s a discovery I put in the back of my mind to test again this evening.
You know.
Afterthe workday.
AfterI’ve got answers regarding who I have to kill for what they’ve done to her.
“Slater,” Arley whimpers, sweat covered figure folding forward in submission at the same time her face lands in the crook of my neck, “I can’t…I can’t…I c-” the incompleteness of her muttered surrender tightens my balls. “I…I…”
“My pussy,”I grumble on a sharp pop of her ass cheek. “My come.”
Her body seizes and shivers over the statement.
“Give me what’s mine, Angel Cake.”
Bone breaking pulsations begin so abruptly in her pussy that even if I wanted to resist – which I don’t – I couldn’t. Her dripping wet muscles swell and swell and swell until they’re greeted by scorching splashes that are instantly sucked in.
Squeezed.
Submerged as deep as they can go to ensure they never get away.
Fuck, I never wanna get away.
“Yes,” my best friend breathlessly whispers, “I wanna feel you there all day, babe.”
Additional animalistic snarls slip through my gritted teeth to the same pace my cock continues pumping out every last drop of cum possible, not only fulfilling her request but one of my favorite fantasies.
Come on, now.
Is there really a man on this planet that doesn’t want his woman sitting around full of him, thinking about the next time he’s gonna get back between her legs to do it all over again?
