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"So, he wants your breasts just as I love this pretty, tight little pussy of yours." He bites me, pulls my lips, making me squeal. So beautiful that if one day I see him without this layer of hair I am capable of tying you up for a month to make you have forced orgasms until you understand that I like your natural body.
—Sometimes I just trim it a little.
—That's great, but not much—he puts a finger in my entrance—okay?
—Y-yes.
I hiss the response. I begin to move my legs against that finger that I wrap against my walls, however, he takes it out and then covers my entire vulva using only his mouth.
—Drop down, I need to eat it whole.
-And if...?
—I'll be able to breathe, calm down, it's like doing a sixty-nine.
—It's where two people become...
I tremble because his mouth begins to work on my sex, I look at the ceiling, stretching my entire neck and squeeze my breasts. Sometimes I surround my nipples with my fingers, pinch and stretch them, other times I rub them in circles over the center, making that pleasant sensation spread throughout my body.
It does not stop at any time, although I had eaten a snack and a half due to the accident and fatigue, they had kept me on a balanced diet and plenty of water to keep my body hydrated at all times.
My thighs close over his face, I squeeze his cheeks and he opens my thighs to have space for the air to conduct. He keeps sucking, licking, stretching and pinching with his teeth. Part of his beard makes my inner thighs sensitive because it itches, it makes him rub on them that are boiling non-stop.
—Shit, Salvatore.
There is an intense splash that can be heard between the union of my sex with his mouth, it is as if he is absorbing every part of my fluids, every drop because he does not waste a single one. I move my hips doing the same thing he did when he had him in my mouth, I push, I rub against his beard, his nose, his lips and his teeth, which he peels back so I can bite the inflamed flesh.
When I direct my eyes downward I not only find my nipples sensitive, red and pinched, I find my sex swollen, my vaginal lips plump from excitement and the blood that has traveled south of my body. The mound of erectile flesh with thousands of endings also protrudes from my vaginal lips, which sucks.
I can't stand it anymore.
"Give me everything," he babbles about my sex, "everything, Emily."
-I am going to...
—That's what you wanted, give your husband your urine,bastard.
I know it's a mixture of that, because a squirt itself is a diluted liquid between the urine residue that is contained in the bladder. I don't wait, I ride his face very hard, he devours me like an animal matching my wild rhythm, I scratch his arms, his shoulders and stretch my nipples again without mercy. I cum on his face and soak it in my juices that keep running down his cheeks.
—Yes, fucking Salvatore, I fucking love you.
"I love you too, bitch."
It doesn't stop, causing my legs to start shaking and the orgasm destroys me completely. I let the whole stream wash over his face and then let myself fall next to him on the bed, he cleans his face looking for a tissue on his side table and then I feel his mouth pressing my very sensitive nipples.
—These beauties are swelling, believe it or not, I'm a bigger fan of your ass.
—The same thing that got to me from having me stay in bed for two weeks.
—It was for your health, you're going to get your period, right?
“Yes,” I stroke his hair, allowing myself to bury my fingers in the dark strands. Maybe when we get married we can plan what we want, right? She checked me with the gynecologist to plan well and make sure there were no problems. After the accident it is important to know if there were no conditions, which I don't believe.
—Do you mean that you will remove the device?
—If we both want that, we can travel a little longer, have a good time in Calabria, which I know little about, and then plan that.
"I would love to," he lovingly caresses my breasts, which are sensitive, they weigh a little more due to hormonal changes. I would like us to stop taking care of ourselves when we enjoy life, maybe it will be soon, after all these are things we have wanted for years and the right person has come along. Why wait any longer if you are the right person for whom I want to destroy the world?
