Falling Down(126)


"Fuck, Lucy. You're so wet I can feel it on my chest. Do you know how f*cking hot that is?" My cock is so hard right now I could pound nails into a two by four, I shit you not. But I'll be damned if I'm going to take my pleasure before I give her at least two mind-numbing orgasms.
"There you go. Right over my mouth."
"This is embarrassing, Jesse," she tells me with a blush.
"It's no different than me going between your legs when you're on your back. Either way my face is buried in your *, licking and f*cking you with my tongue."
"Maybe," she says skeptically.
"In about two seconds you're not going to give two f*cks if you're kneeling above my face or not. You're going to be writhing, wanting to come."
She raises a brow.
I laugh, making sure to blow my breath across her pulsing clit. Yeah, I can actually see it throb. "You doubt me?" I ask.
Her eyes widen and she shakes her head.
I narrow my eyes. "I don't know. Seems like you're challenging me here, Luce. Like you think I can't deliver." She's really not, but f*ck, I want to get her off hard.
"I'm not, I swear I'm not."
I grin. "Oh, I think you are. Remember what I said last time? Challenge accepted."
I grip her thighs and pull her * down on my mouth, licking and sucking up her wetness.
"So sweet. You taste so f*cking good."
She moans when I suck on her clit then circle it quickly with my tongue, her body bucks. She's really f*cking close.
"You're so god damn sexy," I tell her as I slip a finger inside her. She gasps and after working one finger in and out of her a couple times, I add a second. She throws her head back, her hair cascading down her back, her tits thrust forward and bouncing slightly as she rides my hand. It's the sexiest thing I've seen in my entire f*cking life. I could look at her like this every day for the rest of my life.
What the f*ck? I am not f*cking going there. Not yet. Ring or not… no.
"That's it, baby," I say as I feel her walls clenching around my finger, her thighs tensing and shaking. I curve my fingers and rub her sweet spot and she cries out.
"Oh yes, Jesse. Right there."
She reaches up and starts playing with her tits. It's all I can do not to flip her onto her back and f*ck her hard. That's so f*cking sexy.
"Mmm," I hum across her clit as I rub the flat of my tongue along her slit, up over her clit, then flick it with the tip of my tongue, fast and hard, my fingers working in and out of her, as she moves her hips with each thrust.
"Jesse!" she screams. "Oh my God. Yesss!"
Yeah baby. "Give it to me, Luce," I whisper then tongue her clit some more. Her body's stiff, her orgasm has her * contracting around my fingers, and then she comes.
I wrap my mouth around her clit and opening and suck, then thrust my tongue into her. She screams again, and I work her clit with my mouth, thrusting my fingers into her, drawing out her second orgasm. God damn, this woman is so f*cking hot. I nearly came from watching, feeling, and hearing her come. Jesus. I love that I can give that to her. No one's ever brought out this need, the need to bring her as much pleasure as I can, the need for her to know it's me who can give her this and no one else. No one. Else.
She falls forward, limp, and I lift her and move her down my body.
"We're not done, Lucy," I tell her and smack her ass. She moans. Ah, she let the dirty girl come out to play tonight. She lifts her head, but not her body.
"Up," I demand. She doesn't comply so I smack her ass again, the other side this time and damn if she doesn't slide her * along my cock. Her wetness rubbing all over me. Fuck.

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