Moth(44)



I drag my wet fingers down between her tits, over her stomach, until I’ve finally reached her *. I don’t keep it there for long. As soon as I’ve lubricated them I travel further. Her taint is soaked already from her earlier release. I keep going until I feel her tiny *. She repositions herself and holds her ass to enable her bottom cheeks to spread. I slide my legs off the mattress so I’m face to face with what I’m working on. In the dim light of the room I can see her wetness glistening. I repeatedly brush over her tight hole, watching as she reacts each time. My lips come closer and I blow cold air directly on the spot, watching as the hole naturally retracts. It’s enough to make me crazy.

I’m forced to give it much needed attention. My tongue protrudes as I narrow in on the petite prize. The familiar taste leads me on a feast of her ass. I’m shoving the back of her thighs up with my strength so I can be closer. She takes a hold of her feet to enable me a more comfortable work space. I use my newly freed hands to tease her *. Her warm hole beckons my tongue to intrude. I’m using two fingers to rub her clit while I shove my thumb into the wet walls of her *. Nothing says orgasm like double penetration. I don’t give a shit what anyone says. I’m using the curve of my thumb to find her G-spot and when I do her muscles begin to suffocate me. A gush of fluids pour out around me as I continue tongue f*cking her through this heightened release. This could be the first time anyone has made her squirt and I’m writhing over the idea of it. I don’t stop until she comes down from her latest bout of screaming. “Holy, Jesus, what the hell, Moth?”

I wipe the juices from my face and bring my mouth up to hers. “Did I hear my name in there somewhere?”

She takes her hands and grabs the back of my head, smashing a gracious kiss over my lips. When I pull away I know I have her right where I want her. Her * is sensitive, so when I f*ck her for the first time it’s going to feel like heaven is opening up for us to visit.

“I’ve wanted to do that since the first time I laid eyes on you,” I admit against her mouth.

“You’re insane.”

One chaste kiss and I’m back at work, scouring down the nape of her neck until my lips reach the tips of her erect nipples. I savor one, sucking until she cries out, and then repeat the process to the other one. “I’m not insane. I’m good at it.”

She tries to reach for my cock and I swat her away. “Don’t you want some attention? After all you’ve done already I think you deserve a reward.”

“It’s tempting, but not yet. Flip that body around. I need to explore every inch of you.”

She does as I request, giving me a perfect view of her backside as I hover over her. It’s difficult to be in this position and not want to f*ck her. I drag my dick over the base of her * and up her ass crack while holding it in my hand. It’s painfully still reminding me I’ll need to attend to it sooner than later. She’s too damn sexy to keep my needs at bay.

I manage to find a semi comfortable position straddling her while my hands come up and massage her shoulders. She groans as I work on her stressed muscles, tracing lines down her skin as I focus on the way she reacts to my touch. I’m tender and patient for now. The aggressive side of me is bound to come out the second I slip inside of that soaked, awaiting *.

It’s difficult to sit this way and not move when my cock is so close to her opening. I slightly bring my body forward and then fall back. I keep at it as I work my magic hands over her rotator cuffs and down the small of her back. I let my fingers trace over the sides of her hips until I can feel where her breast begin to form in the front. I bring my face down to her ear and suck on her lobe before speaking. “I’ve never wanted to f*ck someone as much as I want you right now.”

She flexes her ass to signal it’s a go, yet says nothing but gibberish. She’s falling to pieces and I’m still not ready to give her what she’s wanting.

I drag my tongue down her neck, placing gentle, wet kisses over her shoulders. I’m familiar with this being a particular sensitive spot for many women. As assumed, she’s wiggling around and giggling. I’m doing this because I know it sends jolts of pleasure directly to her nipples, so I lift my body and flip her back around. Both of her supple tits are in my face, her areolas are like little pins. I take two fingers and pinch one, pulling it until her skin refuses to stretch. She’s biting down on her bottom lip and crying out, so I do the same to the opposite side. I bring my lips down and drag them over each nipple as I squeeze them together.

That’s not enough for me. I need more.

My fingers drudge into her dripping * and then come back up to circle over those greedy nipples. I suck them fully in between my lips, savoring the way they now taste.

A few jerks gives me notification that I’m losing my ability to hold on. I can’t distract my cock while furthering my investigation of this perfect specimen.

I sit straight up, taking both of her hands and lifting them above her head until they’re at each corner of the mattress. Then I lift her lower body up in the air until I’m positioned to enter her. She’s staring up at me so I flash her my first smile. I’m prepared for how good this will feel, but still taken back when I slide inside of her. She’s soaked and I know I should wipe her off, but I like the sound when I’m f*cking someone; it gets me off.

I have a strong hold on her ass, but place each leg on my shoulders. She’s not in a comfortable position, but I’m able to watch my dick slipping in and out with ease. She may be soaked, but she’s still super tight. It’s suffocating my cock, making it difficult to hold out.

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