Page 152 of Massimo

By now she’d completely stopped doing anything with my cock.

I didn’t care.

All I wanted was to hear her come.

I kept a steady pace – my tongue pressing a bit firmer as I went –

And she began making high-pitched squeaks as she rocked her pussy back and forth.

“Unh – unh – unh – UNH – UNH – ”

And then she shrieked as she really grinded her pussy into my tongue.

“Oh fuuuuuuuuuuck!” she screamed as she gripped my legs with her hands and raked my skin with her nails.

She stopped moving her hips against my face, and her body lay still against mine. I could feel her chest heaving as she breathed hard.

I slowed down my licks to a gentle, slow lapping.

And then she suddenly sprang up from my body, flipped her leg around, then turned and straddled my waist so she was facing me.

Her cheeks were flushed pink, and the expression on her face…

Madonn.

It was the hottest thing I’d ever seen before.

Her lower lip was full and pouty as her mouth hung open…

Her eyes were half-lidded like she was sleepy…

And her brows were knitted, like she was partially in pain… or wanted something so bad that it was hurting her.

“I need your cock inside me,” she whispered, her voice urgent.

“You said you were sore,” I reminded her.

“I don’t give a fuck,” she said, her voice guttural and thick with desire. “I need it inside me.”

God DAMN.

I got even harder than I had been a second before.

“Okay – ” I started.

“I’ll do it,” she whispered.

She braced her right hand against my chest.

Her left hand reached down between her legs –

Grabbed my cock…

And lined everything up.

“Can you hold me up?” she whispered.

I pushed my hands against her upper body so she didn’t have to work as hard.

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