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“Mm,” she moans, greedily raising her hips off the bed to receive all I have to give.
“As you wish,” I murmur against her pussy lips and match her greed with mine. I stick my tongue out to open her folds and find the treasure I seek.
Her pointy clit presses through her nether lips and glistens beautifully. I devour her bud, sucking it into my mouth before releasing it and repeating the action that torments us both. We’re getting the best of each other, but neither of us can get enough.
She writhes on the bed as I suck her clit. I love her taste, her smell, her moans. I absorb them into my being and savor the feel of devouring my woman. As I obsess over her sensitive bud, I can only think of pleasing her. I was made to satisfy Leslie Jones forever. I hate that she doesn’t understand that I will do anything for her.
When she jerks and convulses, creaming me with her juices, I lap every drop of them up with my hungry tongue. I long for this moment of ecstasy after every win.
"Please, Wayne. Please," she begs. Her mouth forms an O as I rub her sticky wet folds with a finger, applying just the right amount of pressure to take her orgasm to the next level. She wants me to mount her and fuck her out of her misery, but I have more pleasure to give before she gets off this ride.
Fuck.I love how she creams on my fingers. She’s a continuous spout as her juices roll down to her asscheeks and coat the bed. I get jealous of the sheets for absorbing the runaway fluids before I can lap them up. I want every drop of my reward that flows from her sweet canal.
I dive back in for more when she thinks I’m done giving her pleasure. "Do you like that, babe?" I ask with a husky timbre that further proves I belong to Leslie Jones. The only time I sound completely taken by another human being is with her.
"Wayne, I love it. Please, Wayne," she murmurs sweetly.
Her moans of pleasure excite me, encouraging me to lick her clit with devoted passion. Her hips thrashing and continuous moans let me know she appreciates the pleasure she’s receiving.
"You taste so good, Les. Forgive me for not coming straight home after the game. I was a fool," I murmur against her mound.
“Already forgiven,” she moans and writhes faster.
I stiffen my tongue and ravage her hole like it’s my dick. My hands grip her ass, and I bury my entire face in her pussy. She locks my head and holds me in a viselike grip between her thighs.
Grrrreat-ness!I growl as I go to town tongue-fucking her pussy. I’m in heaven, giving my woman the pleasure she deserves.
"I'm coming," she cries, desirous passion filling her voice.
When she convulses out her orgasm, I drink up the sticky sweet nectar she feeds me once more. "Oh, fuck, you’re so delicious. Give me all that sweet cum, Les."
After I drink all she has to give, this time not allowing one drop to fall onto the sheets, I stand to my feet. In the electric afterglow of giving my woman two electrifying orgasms, I pull Leslie into my arms, walk her around to the head of the bed, and drop her in the center.
She giggles as she bounces off of our fluffy mattress. “What are you doing?”
I ease in bed beside her, pull her face to mine, and kiss her softly and sensually. “I’m celebrating with my woman.”
“Mm, Wayne. I love this celebration, but we need to talk at some point.” I know what she wants to talk about. She’s having regrets about keeping our relationship out of the spotlight. She doesn’t want to be secretive anymore.
Her wanting to tell people about us is small compared to the electricity we share whenever we’re together…alone.
I aim to reinforce the two most important people in our relationship are us. I roll atop her and secure her legs in my arms. I close my eyes to capture the pleasure behind my eyelids as I slide my length into her tight, heated core.
I pause to savor the feel of my entire length being sheathed by her wetness. It’s a feeling like none other. “Talk to me, baby,” I say as I lay on top of her, balls deep into her core.
“Oh, Wayne. I can’t…okay. Just, please, do it, don’t,” is her incoherent reply.
I open my eyes and stare at the goddess that belongs to me and me only.My, my, my…Penetrating her is a feeling I will never get used to. A tingle runs up my spine each time and ignites a fire within.
Her sensual moans of pleasure and pain beckon me to move. Like I said, tonight is all about Leslie. I pull out and drive into her in measured strokes, giving her the slow loving she loves to receive.
She stares into my eyes, enamored. Her mouth opens and remains agape as she finds my rhythm and moves in a sensual pattern designed to drive a man to the brink of insanity.
Determined to give her this long stroke, I move inside of her gallantly. But who am I kidding? The feel of Leslie thrusting her heat up to receive my strokes moves us closer to a blissful end.
I don’t want a fast ending to such a beautiful moment, so I spread her legs further apart and speed up the pace. “I will always love you, Les. No matter what happens on that field, this is what matters the most… you and me like this.”
“I’m yours, Wayne. No matter what,” she responds as her legs cradled in my arms begin to shake. A third orgasm claims her, and her body trembles beneath me.
