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But I can’t leave her in Italy by herself. She needs to be with me at all times so that I can keep an eye on her. Plus, I want to be sure beyond a shadow of a doubt that she’s pregnant.
We’ve made it this far, and like I told her at the cottage, I don’t trust tests. The only thing I trust is her belly getting bigger and maybe a good Russian doctor telling me that she’s going to have my baby.
“Maybe we should move some of these towels. I don’t want you to get too sandy,” I say as we come to our little setup a few yards from the water.
Valerie wiggles in my arms, so I let her down.
She surveys the scene, rubbing her chin as she considers what to do. “We need to shake the sand off the towels and then put them together,” she says after a moment. “And the umbrella… You can take that down or move it. I want to feel the sun.”
I don’t question her preferences. I never will when I know how good it feels to be inside her. The faster I can get her out of that bikini, the better.
Though with how small it is, I doubt I’ll even need to take it off to get inside her.
Once the towels have been moved out from under the umbrella and put together in a way that satisfies Valerie, she stands by them, looking at me expectantly. “Go ahead,” she says, nodding toward the towels.
I frown. “There isn’t that much room. You should lie down first and I’ll get on top.”
“Not this time,” she replies, clasping her hands together with an impish grin.
I can’t describe how aroused I am at the thought of her being on top. It’s not that I don’t love being the one putting in the work, but seeing her from such a different angle is exciting. Every inch of her body is perfect, and the prospect of seeing it in a dramatically different way makes my cock even harder.
I shimmy out of my swim trunks, tossing them into the sand beside the towels. I lie down, feeling the assuring firmness of thesand beneath me. The sun shines behind Valerie, giving her an ethereal glow as she looks down at me.
“Which direction?” she asks, spinning around.
The second I see her ass in that thong I know my answer. “Reverse,” I reply, twirling my finger in the air.
She looks over her shoulder, then down at her ass, pouting. “Is my butt prettier than my eyes?”
“I’m trying to get a look at your third eye,” I reply with a wink.
She pretends to be shocked, but immediately drops down on top of me, pushing her ass into my face. I respond by opening my mouth, tasting the sun and sweat on her skin as my tongue makes a direct path for her pussy.
She laughs as I push her bikini to the side, pressing her ass down into my face and giving me everything all at once. My mouth is on her clit, lightly sucking it as I use my hands to pull her cheeks apart. I can see her third eye now, and I think it deserves a thumb in it.
But not until I’m inside her. Right now, all I want to do is make her cum with my mouth, and my technique is working better than I expected.
Valerie is already squirming on top of me, barely able to sit still as my tongue punishes her pussy for being so damn delicious. I could eat her all day, but then I’d never get the chance to pump her full of my cum.
Tragically, a man can’t have everything, no matter how much he tries, so I opt for a compromise. I eat her pussy until she cums, and then I use her dripping wetness to slide my cock right in.
I’m proud of this idea, honestly. My caveman brain is loving the way she feels now that she’s on my cock, and she cums even quicker the second time around. It’s all wins across the board.
“God, that ass is divine,” I groan, looking up at her as she bounces on me.
She looks over her shoulder at me, her face contorted with the blissful agony of cumming a third time. I slip a thumb into her ass, just a little at first to test her reaction.
She gasps, but then her eyes roll back in her head and she looks back out toward the ocean. I sink my thumb in deeper, feeling the firm pressure around it as I take control of the ride.
Just as I’m about to cum, I wiggle my thumb inside her. Her muscles react by clenching over me, and I cum so hard I see gray for a several seconds. The pleasure is like an explosion in my brain, wiping me clean for as long as it takes my heart rate to return to normal.
By that time, Valerie has already climbed off me, standing in the sun with her arms outstretched, enjoying the last pure rays of sun before we return to the pollution of the city. It’s a shame, really, but we can always come back. Italy was here before us and it will still be here long after we pass into the next life.
“How about dinner?” I ask as Valerie turns back to me.
She smiles. “If it means we can stay a little longer, I’m all for it.”
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