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I can’t hold back any longer. Not another fucking second.
“Ahh,” I let out a low sigh as I push past her lips, filling her mouth with the first half of my cock. “Good girl, Prue, you swallow my cock so well.”
The pressure in my chest from the night I’ve had loosens. The ball of emotion takes up less space in my body. Having my erection enveloped by Prue’s warmth gives me a sense of tranquility.
As if everything’s right in the world, as long as I’m inside her.
“A few more inches.”
Opening her wider by pressing her teeth down, I lower myself, sinking deep until I’m fully sheathed inside her. I release the base of my cock and feel her lips on my pubic bone, the head hitting the back of her throat.
“That’s it,” I groan. “That’s my good girl. That’s my beautiful cum slut.”
I hold, not grinding my hips slowly or straight up fucking her mouth just yet. With each passing second, I’m diving deeper into a state of complete and utter bliss by simply being inside her.
I’m eternally grateful for this woman. Before her, I’d been content but never truly happy. Fulfilled but never with a real sense of meaning for myself. I’ve been wandering the world aimlessly. By Prue’s side, I’ve found love. I’ve found my purpose.
Seated all the way in her mouth, I release my cock. I caress Prue’s silky hair, trailing my finger pads along her forehead, nose, and cheeks. A smile tugs at my lips.
She belongs with me.
I won’t leave her, won’t disappoint her. I’ll always love her.
Always.
Another moan slips from her throat, reverberating on my dick. My fingers flex on her mattress, the primal need to claim returning in full force.
“Want me to pound into your mouth, baby?” I push my hips forward so Prue’s nose presses against the light trail of hair on my stomach, my length suffocating her.
She moans again.
“Is that it? My horny little girl wanting it rough, to help me”—I pull back—“find relief”—I slowly drag my cock back inside—“of this fucking day?”
She doesn’t answer. But she groans, arching her back. When I turn to look at her tits, I see her hard nipples, taut and so needy.
“Yeah, you want it.” I slide my hand beneath her nape and up her head, grasping her hair to keep her firm in place as I rock my hips at a slow, mindful pace. “I want it too. So fucking bad, baby. I want you so fucking bad.”
The room heats with each thrust, with each of her soft sounds. Prue’s body responds to me, bowing, coughing, and shaking.
I make sure she gets enough air, although at no point do I draw out of her completely.
She’s my source of peace. My place of happiness. My woman.
And I’m just really goddamn attracted to her.
I have no doubt that I’ll always be hard for her, no matter how old I am. Fuck the laws of physics. I won’t be able to piss in a straight line, but I’ll have enough blood swelling my dick to rut into her.
Her mouth is as snug, as hot, and as wet as her pussy. I stroke her jaw with my thumb, pushing her head forward again to meet each one of my thrusts.
I get bolder. I rut harder. I tighten my grip on her, my fingers boring into her scalp, pulling at the roots of her hair, my balls slapping her chin.
A sudden wave of remorse courses through me. It gnaws at my conscience, and the voice from before returns with a vengeance, screaming at me to release her.
To wake Prue the fuck up, apologize, and grovel. She’ll forgive me, and only then can we start over.
But I’m too far gone. In way too deep to stop.
I want Prue so bad, I’m not even careful anymore.
