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Molly lets my staff slip from her mouth but keeps her hand wrapped tightly around it, continuing to pump it nice and hard.
“How does that feel?” she asks.
“Amazing,” is all I can muster.
She smiles. “I figured it was my turn to return the favor.”
“You didn’t have to.”
“Shut up. I wanted to,” she replies. “If there’s one thing you’re teaching me already it’s that I’m my own woman and I will do as I please—and you’ll do as I say.”
“Yes ma’am,” I say with a laugh. “I’m kind of liking this demanding you. It’s pretty hot.”
“Yeah?”
I nod. “Definitely.”
“Good.”
She takes me back into her mouth and starts to suck and stroke me even harder. My legs are trembling, and I feel myself rushing toward the precipice. I reach down and grab hold of her hair, pulling it hard. She lets out a soft, muffled moan and keeps working me harder. My body feels like it’s been wrapped in electricity and it’s crackling all along my skin. I feel myself swelling and it feels so good, but I don’t want this to be over just yet.
As if sensing my dilemma, Molly looks up at me with that mischievous glint in her eye and pulls away. She stands up and plants a long, slow kiss on me that keeps my entire body tingling. She slowly pulls back and gives me a smile.
“My turn,” she says.
“Gladly.”
She scoots around me, the cramped confines of the shower making this all almost comical, and our laughter echoes in the small shower. Molly kisses me again, briefly this time, then turns around so her back is to me. She bends over slightly and plants her hands on the shower wall then looks over her shoulder at me.
“Do you need a written invitation?” she asks.
I look down at her perfectly round ass and grab hold of it with my hands, delighting in the feel of her soft, warm skin.
“No. No, I do not,” I say.
“Good boy.”
Grabbing hold of her hips, I step forward and nestle the head of my cock between her velvety folds. She bites her bottom lip as I slowly push forward, sliding myself into her until I’m fully sheathed. She draws in a sharp breath and closes her eyes for a moment, but the smile never fades from her face. When she opens them again, they’re filled with a sultry, seductive gleam.
“What are you waiting for?” she asks teasingly. “Get to work.”
“Yes ma’am,” I say, returning her smile.
My fingers are pressed hard into the flesh of her hips as I start to drive myself into her. Molly gasps and pushes back against me, taking my staff even deeper into her. She’s so tight and plunging into her warm, wet pussy sends ripples of the most intense pleasure I’ve ever felt washing through me. Her body twitches and she trembles as I thrust myself into her.
“God, Mols,” I groan. “You feel so fucking amazing.”
She gasps and mutters something, seeming to be unable to form a coherent word. But her eyes roll into the back of her head and I feel her quivering around my thick shaft. I feel like I’m losing control as she writhes against me, thrusting her body backward in time with me as I drive forward, our bodies connecting with a wet slapping sound.
What she ignites in me is primal. I reach up and grip her shoulder with one hand and grip her hair with the other, giving it a hard yank backward. She cries out, moaning wildly, and I can tell she likes things a little on the rougher side. It surprises me given what she’s been through, but it turns me on just as much, so I just go with it.
I’m grateful the shower has a textured mat, so my feet find purchase and I’m able to pound myself into her hard and fast. Molly’s groans grow louder, her cries of ecstasy sharper. Her body tightens up around me and she trembles wildly. I yank her head back harder and Molly calls out my name.
“I’m coming,” she cries. “I’m coming so hard for you, baby. Oh, fuck.”
Molly thrashes and writhes but I tighten my grip, holding her in place. Her breath is labored and her moans breathy. I keep driving myself into her, the feeling of her quivering and bucking so wildly pushing me toward the peak of bliss. Molly cries out one last time and thrusts herself backward, impaling herself deep upon my stalk. Feeling her tighten up around me sends me hurtling over the ledge and I pull her to me even tighter. My cock twitches as I burst, sending my warm juices flowing into her.
I lean forward, planting my hand on the wall over her head as I continue to pulse, every last drop of my seed spilling into her. Our breathing is ragged, but when Molly turns her head, I see a glazed look in her eye and a smile on her face. Slowly, I feel my staff deflating until it slips out of her. She turns around and wraps her arms around me. I pull her close and lay my cheek on top of her head.
