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She turns her face backward, her eyes not stripping from mine, and with every thrust our moans merge.
“My cock is going to nail you to the fucking balcony if you’ll make Daddy come deep in your ass.” I gasp out the words.
Lenny can’t control her unyielding screams.
I plow into the depths of her.
She feels like paradise.
Smack tunes permeate the air as her ass gets a few delicious welts.
She screams, “Daddy.”
Her walls convulse around me and take me into a turbulence of orgasms. “Come hard on Daddy’s cock little cum slut.” The pressure heightens, I come hard, and she drains my last spurts of cum within her.
I continue to draw circles around her clit as she keeps coming on my cock.
“Such a good bunny.” I press harder. “Who’s your Daddy?”
“You.” She purrs.
“That’s right.”
Lennon
Wehadsexallnight.
Woke up every couple of hours to kiss and lick each other. Touch softly. Moan. Grind our bodies against one another. Cuddle.
It was the best night of my life, even with him calling me a slut and a whore half of it. The way he made me scream… I have never reached those notes before.
Dean made sure I will get the best aftercare on this planet and I sure needed it after he railed my pussy.
I didn’t expect anything when I applied for the job. Dean was looking for a new artist and I thought it would be a remarkable experience to work with an ink master like him.
A tiny piece of me wanted to do it for my brother, Jamey. But now I’m nervous and a little bit afraid of what tomorrow brings when the bubble will burst and we’ll have to face reality.
“Are you feeling alright?” Dean asks as he uncovers my frame from the blue duvet on his king-sized bed.
He goes to lock the balcony doors and veers the matching blue curtains to seal the view.
“Better than alright! On top of the gigantic wave.” I blurt the truth. “You’re time recovery is outstanding considering you’re an old man,” I add to tease him.
“You did not just say that,” he starts tickling me and I giggle endlessly. “Come on, I made you a bath. Your beautiful cunt needs to rest.”
As I enter the bathroom, the aromatic scent of vanilla lingers in the air. The shimmering light from the candles cast a warm tint on the white marble walls.
I drop one leg into the bathtub, half of it filled with warm water, and Dean helps me get fully inside as he holds my hand and guides my wobbly legs all the way down.
He climbs behind me, puts me between his legs and I lean my head against his chest.
“I have something for you,” reaching for the shelf next to him, he takes a container and puts it in front of me.
Three ice cream flavors waiting to be devoured and two spoons plunged inside.
His voice envelops me, “I thought you’d want something cold and sweet.”
“This is perfect.” My heart fills with so much joy that I can’t push it down and I burst into tears. Maybe it’s my emotional state after the amazing night we shared. Maybe it’s this feeling of being in his care, in his loving arms. Even if love isn’t a part of it right now. I think someone can show warmth and kindness and protectiveness and affection toward another person without the labels.
