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Her legs wrap around me, and I can feel the heat of her pussy as she grinds against my cock.
“God, I’ll never get enough of you, Penelope.” I groan, running my hands down her back and then down her thighs.
I grip them and pull them apart. Kneeling on the floor, I press my face into her pussy. She’s not wearing any underwear, so I can lick her arousal right out of her. Penelope grips my hair with one hand and holds onto the table with the other. Her hips move against my face, and her moans fill the room.
“Oh, my God, Bryce. Yes. That feels so good,” she moans.
I slide my tongue between her folds and kiss her clit. Then I suck on it, and she cries out. I chuckle, and the vibration makes her shiver. As my tongue starts working on her clit, her thighs begin to shake.
“Mmm, yes, baby. Come on my face. That’s it.” I groan against her skin, then suck on her clit.
Penelope collapses onto the table as she gives me a whole-body orgasm. She shakes and squeezes my head in between her legs.
Fuck, is this what heaven feels like? Having a beautiful woman come on my tongue.
I stand and pull her against me and kiss her.
Penelope looks at me with a teasing gaze and shoves me back a bit. She climbs off the table and switches potions with me. Now I’m sitting on the table, and Penelope palms my erection.
I lift my hips off the table, knowing exactly what she’s getting at. She pulls my sweatpants off. My cock springs free, aching and rigid. Pre-cum drips out the tip, and Penelope catches it with her tongue.
I inhale a sharp breath as she grips me with her soft hand and slides it up and down my shaft. She’s so gentle, and it’s like getting a hand-job from a cloud. When she sucks me down into her hot mouth, it’s even better. Penelope cups my balls and rolls them, and I shout to the ceiling.
“Fuck!” I grip her hair, only to hold on for dear life as her head bobs up and down on my cock.
I feel my balls draw up, and I warn Penelope.
“I’m going to come, baby.” I groan, and she responds by squeezing my balls.
I come in her mouth. Jets of cum shoot down her throat. Penelope drinks every drop of me. When she pulls back, her lips popping as she releases my cock, I lean down and kiss her, tasting us both. When I pull back, I take her to the couch for more.
We make love for hours, and by the evening, Penelope is ready for a shower.
“I’m going to take a shower. Then maybe we can go out for dinner,” she offers, and I nod.
“Yeah, I’d like that,” I say, and she leaves.
I think about joining her, but I should let her relax. She’s probably sore as hell.
I sit in the living room when I hear the front door open. Fuck. Who the hell is that?
I set down the magazine I picked up and head to the door.
When I turn the corner, I see Cameron knocking off the snow from his shoes and putting his knapsack on the ground.
“Um, hey, man,” I say, running my hands through my hair.
This isn’t good.
“Hey, Dad. I just came here to pick up the jacket. I can still borrow it, right?”
“Um, yeah, of course,” I stutter and try to figure out a plan. If he goes into my bedroom, he might run into Penelope. At the least, he’ll hear the shower on.
He takes off his boots and walks to my bedroom.
“Listen, Cameron, why don’t you let me get it?” I follow right behind him, but Cameron just waves me off.
“What? Don’t trust me, Dad?” Not when it comes to my clothes, at least.
