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Her come is all over her denuded pussy, mound, and lower tummy.

“Fuck her into the mattress. Make her tremble. Make her weep,” Monsterwhispers.

“No.” Despite the massive pressure in my dick I refuse to give her any part of me right now.

“Feast, then.”

Silently I nod. That I can do.

I fall upon her with ravenous hunger taking long swipes along her soft rounded belly, licking her clean.

Taking my time, I do the same with her mound trying to pace myself. I press my aching dick into her down comforter. She tastes so fucking good.

“Mine,” I say, looking up into her eyes.

“No motherfucker, ours.”Lowering my head, I bow my head athiswords indulginghisdelusion.

Tugging her fat lips into my mouth one at a time I suck them individually then together, letting her clit hide. Delving deeper, I circle the perimeter of her clit deliberately giving it no attention. Lower, my tongue finds its home licking the nectar of her pussy. Wrapping my arms beneath her thighs I hold her in place as I bury my face in the soft, musky sweetness of her. Her pussy is a paradise of pleasure, and I can’t get enough. Nothing tastes better than my woman fresh from a shower.

Taylor’s writhing turns to pumps as she fucks my face in tandem with my tongue fucking her pussy. Slipping two fingers into her tightness again I piston them into her as I move to suck her engorged clit into my mouth.

I draw on it like I need it to live. Maybe I do. I suck that little hard motherfucker, flicking it over and over with my tongue. She cants her hips riding my tongue. Looking up into her gaze I pull back licking from hole to clit, then again then following with a sharp little nip, suck, and flick. I grin wildly, unrelentinglyflicking as she comes again. Her body convulses, her thighs tremble clamping around my head. I bury my head laving her slick plump flesh.

I stay soothing her with kisses, soft sucks followed by harder ones when the need to mark her overtakes me. “Oreno da,” I tell her again and again, lest she forgets to whom she belongs.

She looks away then. Anywhere but at me. The man who is worshiping her. The one who’s watched over her.

“Ungrateful wretch. Snap her neck,” Monstergrumbles.

Instead I rise above her. Looking at her, I watch as her eyes round with fear as she takes in my size.

“No, it wasn’t a figment of your imagination then or now, little bitch.” I quirk a smile taking myself in hand.

Her legs are spread, her pussy soft and puffy from my attentions. Purpling marks speckle her thighs from my stubble, marking her. Burning lust surges inside, watching her breathing pick up, in fear this time. The sadist in me rises in anticipation.

“Open your pussy for me.” Slowly, her hand reaches between her thighs. She pulls back the soft flesh of her lips, giving me an unfettered view of her pussy. There is no part of her hidden.

“Good girl,” I say, looking at the pussy I just licked, finger fucked, and sucked, making her come again. I stroke, lost in the sensations of memory of what I wrought just moments ago.

She wants to touch herself but no, this is for me.

Her nipples are pointing high begging to be sucked. I’m almost tempted to suck them again. Soon. I stroke thinking of how soft they were. The cushion and soft give as I plump them. She’s so fucking soft everywhere. I feel my nut rise. My ass clenches as I see her press her clit with her finger and bite her bottom lip.

A hot spray of come jets from my dick painting her breasts and belly. I aim lower watching come coat her pussy covering her hand where she’s opening herself for me.

“Lick it clean,” I tell her. Reaching down, I push it into her. Smear it over her mound, tummy, and breasts. I sweep it up her neck and into her mouth.

“That’s all you get. You will wear my come today.”

Standing from the bed, I leave her while I still can.

Chapter

Eight

Hisashi

Standingoutside Kiyoshi’s office I can hear the muffled conversation between him and our cousin, Akchiro, The Takeda, the head of our international conglomerate. Normally, they talk on a weekly basis. Recently it’s become two or three times a week since the little chef my brother’s been preoccupied with younger brother took it upon himself along with his friends hacked into our local arm of Creative Chaos, causing millions of dollars of disruption to our production lines.

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