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“Your fingers, your mouth, whatever you want, but more to the south.”

“Whatever I want?” I inquire and arch a brow.

Bree rolls her eyes.

“Just dosomething.”

“You’re bossy,” I comment.

A scoff emerges from her lips.

“If I was that bossy, you’d be with your back on the bed as I ride you, but I’m allowing you to have your fun, aren’t I?”

Well, I’ll be damned because the image that forms in my head is more than satisfactory. My dick is more than happy to think about it. However, there’s still something that I haven’t done, and I need to explore it with my mouth.

Giving one last suck, I free her breasts and pull away, taking her panties off in one swift move. The little devil parts her legs further, letting me see every inch of her, and I can’t resist but to groan at the view.

Bree’s wet—no, she’s soaking and dripping, and it’s all for me.

I lick my lips, anxious to slide my tongue there, but I resist, testing the field. I lead a hand to her pussy, caressing it, feeling the wetness that coats her. The tip of my middle finger travels her slit until it meets her clit, doing a couple of circles. Then it continues its way down, sliding inside of her. She’s so wet and slick that I can insert a second digit without a problem.

Bree pants and closes her eyes, clutching them together as my fingers pump inside of her in a torturing slow rhythm. She moves her hips, meeting my fingers, leaving me completely hypnotized.

This girl.

“More,” she begs in a moan.

Who am I to deny her what she wants?

Lowering my mouth to her pussy, I kiss her swollen clit, sucking it softly. My tongue slips out, sliding over her slit, going from the bottom, all the way to the top, meeting her needy nub. My fingers continue working inside of her as my tongue licks her.

Bree presses a hand on her mouth, abstaining from moaning too loud. I have to admit that her noises are hot, and I adore them mostly because I’m the one causing them. I continue to taste her, my fingers pumping until her legs tremble around my shoulders. The walls of her pussy squeeze my digits with every wave of ecstasy that runs along her body. She arches her back and lets out the prettiest noises as she breaks with the orgasm. I make her company in her release until she pushes me away, whimpering.

“Too sensitive,” Bree whispers in pants.

I take out my wet fingers, and I take them to my mouth, licking them clean, enjoying her taste.

“I love the way your pussy tastes,” I tell her.

Bree laughs, delighted.

“Who would’ve thought that you had a dirty mouth?” she mutters, trying to calm her breaths.

I cock my head.

“You know what they say, quiet in the streets and a freak in the sheets.”

She snorts.

“You’re lucky that I don’t have the concentration to think of a comeback, dumbass,” Bree complains.

“Aw, am I too much for your smartass mouth?” I quip, faking a pout.

“Ugh, fuck off.”

I get rid of my shoes to take off my pants and my underwear. Bree takes the change to put her boots away and searches for a condom in her nightstand. I accept the chance to lay on the bed with my back leaning on the wall.

Bree climbs on top of me, wrapping her hand around my shaft, stroking me a couple of times, sending my head to a spiral of pleasure. But that’s nothing compared to when her lips surround the tip of my cock.

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