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"I decided to let my actions speak for themselves. My grip around his cock grew tighter and the intensity with which I sucked spoke for itself. “I want this,” it said. “I will make you squirm with desire. I will make you cum – deep in my throat. It’s what I want.”
"He didn't need to tell me what he wanted. I pulled myself up and dropped to my knees before him, taking his thick shaft deep into my mouth. He grabbed my head and pumped away. I sucked on his hot cock and rubbed my tongue against his velvety bell-end, tasting the sticky pre-cum there. After several hard thrusts he started to moan and pulled himself back out of my mouth."
"Instinctively, he knew I would allow him to do things that his wife would never try. He pulled me to my feet, and kissed me again, this time lifting off my shirt and flinging it over the couch. He quickly unhooked my bra and wrapped his mouth around my tits, while yanking off my skirt with his free hand. He wasted no time sliding his hand inside my panties and massaging my clit, as I felt myself getting wetter with each touch."
"As soon as I lay back, he had his finger inside me, startling me at his speed. A surge of pure pleasure washed over my body, and I writhed under him, still demanding more. My squirming must have been the last straw for him. He rolled completely on top of me, his weight spreading my legs and in one motion pushed inside of me. That was where I had needed to be touched the most!"
"The short stick he had previously used on Bee became a weapon to probe her perfectly shaved box. Chalon laved the hot, copious juices that poured from her slit onto her eager bud. Then, he used the rounded end of the stick to press against it, firmly… then almost imperceptibly… firmly…barely there… Annie squirmed and groaned and pleaded but the torture continued."