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Morgana laps at the sweet spot on the underside of the head. I clench my fists and moan through gritted teeth.
"That's it. Fuck, you're a good girl. My good girl. Do that again."
I swear I'm seeing stars. She's reducing all the desire, energy, and tension to that tiny area, and it's bliss.
"Do you want a little more?" she asks.
"Abso-fucking-lutely. Look at me." She gives me her honey-colored eyes. "Take me in your mouth, good and deep. Right into your throat. I wanna feel my wife choking on my cock."
She opens up wide, and I watch my length disappear. The muscles in her throat flex against me, closing as she hits her limit. She coughs and pulls back, thick saliva glistening all over my shaft.
"You're so pretty, Morgana. Look how well you take me. You're doing such a good job." I smile at her. "I never knew my wife would be such a slut for my dick."
She smirks and slaps my cock, making me cry out. "How rude. I can keep doing this all night, you know."
"No way. I'd break these ties and fuck you even if I had to fracture my wrist to do it."
Morgana laughs as she pumps my cock. The saliva provides excellent lubrication, and the friction is just right.
"Don't make me come yet, Morgana. I don't want this to end."
"So, whatdoyou want?" She slows her movements. "Or do you want me to decide?"
"Seeing as you're such a good girl, I'll leave it up to you," I say. "But I wanna finish inside you."
The mattress bounces beneath her as she stands astride my chest, showing off. Her pussy is shaved smooth except for a cute little landing strip. She faces my feet and gets on all fours, opening herself up and giving me a magnificent view of her pink lips.
"So I'm gonna play with you and myself while I'm at it. You can't do anything but watch."
Me and my fucking stupid ideas. I never knew she'd be so good at this.
"That's cruel." I flex my wrists. "You're not gonna let me tongue that tight pussy of yours?"
"Maybe a bit." I shudder as she runs the flat of her tongue over my balls. "But I'll ride you when I'm ready. If that's acceptable to you, husband?"
"Yes." I pump my hips, slapping my cock on her cheek. "Of course it's fucking acceptable. Now get on with it. I can only sacrifice so much blood before I pass out."
Morgana wraps her lips around the swollen head and takes me deep again. I push my feet into the mattress and thrust my hips upward, trying to fuck her face. She nips my inner thigh.
"Goddammit!" My eyes roll as she deep-throats me. "That's so fucking incredible. You're so good at this, taking me all the way down."
Morgana's hand appears between her thighs. She opens up her pussy lips with her fingers, exposing the deep rosy flesh of her depths. Her clit looks delicious, and I moan with longing as she strokes it.
"I wanna eat you. Let me have a taste,lisichka. Give me just a little."
She doesn't speak with her mouth full, but she hums her disagreement, the vibration sending waves of pleasure through me. The sight of her fingertips massaging her tender little button is incredible, her pussy growing wetter as I watch. I'm gonna slide inside her so easily, and it's gonna have to be soon because I'm developing a problem.
"Morgana, I'm getting close. You're sucking me so well, and I can't take any more. Ride me until I fill that tight little hole with my come."
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Morgana
Sergey is dead. Vlad won.
But I knew the battle was just beginning when I saw him at the piano. To accept the person he truly is, he has to reject his father's shitty take on life and forge a new path for himself.
I could leave. Ishould. But not now. Vlad needs relief in every sense of the word.
