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His voice was made to call me that. My gaze went lower, and I noticed the bulge in his pants.
"You're trying to console me, but hiding this?" I asked as I poked at the swelling. "You get turned on hearing sob stories?"
"I swear this was after the kiss," he defended, although he could tell I was teasing.
"Liar," I whispered as I kissed his neck.
I left my lips planted on his neck. His gulping motion against them was a new sensation, one I wouldn't mind getting used to. My hands rubbed his erection gently over the protection of his pants while I continued the neck kisses.
"You want me to cum in my pants?" he asked as he held my hair and pulled me backward.
"Maybe," I bit my lip in defiance. "But I don't want you to have issues with laundry, now do I?"
"You definitely wouldn't," he said before kissing my neck.
I unzipped his pants and pulled everything off, along with his underwear. It was still afternoon, and I just realized how thick he was. In London, it was nighttime, and the lights were dim, so I couldn't fully see it. But right there, bathed in the rays of sunlight feeding into the room, I gazed at his dick in awe.
The girth seemed bigger than last time, and his length too. The veins that formed several lines, pumping blood, ensuring his hardness remained strong and proud was like cake on the icing… or the other way around.
My two mouths were watering. I started to take off my clothes, so I wouldn't let it become a hindrance once we fully got into it.
"Wait," he said as I was done.
His left hand held my right breast, and he squeezed it, causing me to gasp. I watched his dick twitch in excitement as he marveled at the voluptuous texture of my breast. I licked my left palm thoroughly, then held his dick and started stroking.
His mouth made contact with my breasts, and he sucked gently at first, then it became faster. His tongue flicked against my nipples furiously; he even started grazing me with his teeth, just the way I liked it. When he was satisfied with the taste of my breasts, it was my turn to get a taste of him.
I lay down between his legs, held his dick, and pressed it against my face. The warm, pulsing member was excited to meet me, and I was glad to see him after so long.
I kissed his tip, not a light one. It a sloppy wet kiss. I looked up at Ben, visibly surprised about my change in approach to his member. I continued the kiss, this time involving my tongue, lacing his dick with the saliva dripping from my mouth.
"Oh, my God," he groaned as he held my head but didn't force me to go any lower; rather he was trying to get me to stop. But the way his hips slowly lifted and dropped told me he enjoyed this torture.
With his tip held captive in my mouth, my hands kept busy: my right hand stroking the rest of his magnificent dick with my left teasing his abs. The sensations and pleasure caused his body to shudder under my touch. His gasping, the smile on his face as I controlled him, the gentle caressing of my hair - everything told me I was doing a good job.
"Stop… no more…" he pleaded as his dick started throbbing harder.
He hit his climax, sending spurts of warm cum into my mouth. I swallowed, not missing a single drop. I let his dick free and licked whatever was left on him.
"That was so good," I said as I stroked his dick. It still seemed hard for some odd reason. "Why is it still hard? Have you checked yourself at the doctors recently?"
"What was that for?" he asked and frowned.
"Did you hate it?" I smirked as I got into the cowgirl position, hovering above his dick, getting ready to impale myself.
"I… I actually enjoyed it," he admitted as he watched my hips dangle above his dick.
"So you like me to focus on the tip. Then, how about I just focus on the tip during the actual penetration?" I asked as I lowered my hips, guiding his member into me, but just the tip only.
He held my hips and forced me down, sending his entire length in and reaching my cervix instantly.
"Fuck!" I didn't expect the immediate pain to pleasure sensation that sped through my body. I hugged him and blurted out, "What did… what did you do that for?"
"Did you hate it?" he asked; although I wasn't able to see his face thanks to the way I held him, I knew he was grinning.
"Dummy," I pouted as I slowly moved my hips in a circular motion, making sure my insides were able to adjust to him.
"You good?" he asked.
