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As much as I want to savor this beautiful woman who chose to trust me with her body and emotions after her loss, my dick feels like it’s about to explode. I need to get this show on the road.

I tugged off my pajama pants, and my dick bobbed and slapped angrily against my abdomen. My knees hit the mattress, and I smirked when Kierra squirmed, tightening her legs together.

She doesn’t listen very well. Next time, I’m tying her feet down.

I flattened onto my stomach and positioned myself in front of her. She’d brought her knees to her chest, and I took that as an invitation and licked her exposed ass cheeks up the back of her thighs. That did the trick. Kierra’s thighs melted apart, and I wasted no time. I wrapped my lips around her clit and sucked lightly. I repeated this at a leisurely pace until her thighs violently trembled in my hands. I retreated before she came, receiving a disgruntled moan from my partner.

If she’s mad now, then she’ll be pissed later.

I blew on her clit to build up the sensation again as my fingers gently petted her folds.

It may be the fact that I haven’t seen a vagina up close in person in a few years, but I swear I could take a picture and hang it on my wall like a showroom piece. It’s truly a work of art.

A drop of her sweet arousal leaked from her opening, and I followed it until it almost reached her little brown hole. I caught it with the tip of my tongue and licked up her perineum untilI returned to her pussy. I finally put us both out of our misery and lapped at her center. “Mhm,” I groaned into her pink flesh as I worked her center with my tongue. She fought against my hold, trying to free herself from me. My fingers gripped tighter, forcing her to realize there was nowhere to run or hide.

I became more excited when Kierra began to grind against my face. I pulled away, spat on her, and shoved two fingers inside her pussy. She whimpered around the tie as my fingers surged in and out of her. She was tight, but her pussy wasjuicy;the evidence dripped down my palm and wrist. I stood on my knees, pressed the heel of my palm on top of her trim triangle, and pistoned my fingers into her clenching channel. It was warm, wet, and inviting—and the splashing sound her pussy made almost drowned out her wanton cries. And when she was moments away from coming, I slipped my fingers out and snorted at the fat tears that rolled down Kierra’s face.

I know it’s torture, but it’ll all be worth it in the end.

“Do you want to come?” I asked her as I untied her restraints.

“Yesh,” she managed to say.

“Yesh, what?” I teased, earning a heated glare from her.

“Yesh, pweesh.”

Adorable.

With her hands free, Kierra took the liberty to grab my dick and guide me to her greedy pussy.

Not yet.

Kierra

I trembled as I stood on my knees with my wrists tied behind my back. Jonathan stood before me with his imposing dick inches from my face.

Eliza, why didn’t you tell me this man had such a pretty dick? When I say pretty, I mean it’s exquisitelycircumcised, long, thick, and veined. The slight upward curve is mouthwatering, and as soon as he stops playing games, I’ll feel it punishing my g-spot. This motherfucker keeps edging me, and I’m here to say I’m not a fan. Well, I would say it if he didn’t have a $500 tie shoved down my throat. I hope he replaces the tie with his dick soon because I’m ready to gag and choke on his meat.

“Open,” Jonathan commanded as if he could hear every naughty intrusive thought in my head. I obeyed, and soon, the fabric was dislodged, leaving my tongue dry. I swirled it in my mouth, trying to moisten it with my saliva. “Is your mouth dry? I can fix that for you.”

Before I knew it, Jonathan grabbed my hair, craned my head back, and spat in my open mouth.

Come on and fuck me. Because after this, you’re going to jail, sir. No ifs, ands, or buts about it. They need to throw your ass under the jail.

“I’m going to fuck this smart-ass mouth of yours, and I won’t stop until my dick bulges from your throat,” he threatened.

Yes, that’s right—threatened. Jail is too good for him. He belongs on death row, but only after he’s done first-degree murdering my pussy.

I was a goner as soon as the tip of his dick met my tongue. I attempted to swallow him whole, and the pure shock on Jonathan’s face was more than satisfying.

He’s been running the show, but it’s my turn now.

Jonathan held onto a fist full of my curls for leverage and started fucking my mouth like I owed him money. I was out of practice, but it was just like riding a bike.

Relax your throat and breathe in and out of your nose when possible.

I was thoroughly enjoying my mouth-fucking. His dick repeatedly punched the back of my throat, and I made sure tomake it nasty for him. I made the wet, choking noise that drove men crazy and let my saliva mixed with his salty precum, spill out the sides of my mouth until the carpet dampened beneath us.

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