Page 33 of My Soul for Sale

She’s soaked. I’m not going to waste an orgasm on my fingers, though. No, I want her to sit on my face. Suffocate me with her thick thighs and drown me in her cum.

I lie down beside her on the bed and smack her thigh. “Come sit on my face, Sloane.”

“I-I-I can’t.”

“You can and you will. Now, put your pussy on my fucking face. Don’t make me tell you again.”

She gets up, swinging her right thigh over my head so her core is hovering above me and her back faces the headboard.

“Good girl. Now wrap your lips around my dick while I have my midnight snack.”

Sloan leans forward, and the tip of my dick slides between her pouty lips. She grabs my shaft with her right hand, holding it at the base as she bobs up and down.

A groan leaves me at how fucking warm and good her mouth feels. Not as good as her pussy, but a close second.

Not wanting her to be the only one putting in work, I reach my arms up and around her sides, so I’m gripping the top of her ass, holding her to me.

Using just the tip of my tongue, I slide side to side over her clit, savoring the first taste of her. Suctioning her little nub into my mouth, I suck hard, reveling in her loud moans around my cock.

The sound vibrates against my tender skin, and I groan against her pussy.

Sloane lets go of my shaft, but then her hand returns with my balls cupped in it, pumping up and down my length in time with her mouth.

They stretch to go with her. When she releases them, she strokes my shaft with only her hand and sucks a ball into her mouth, before releasing it with a pop.

Fuck.

I’ve never gotten head this good… well… ever.

I lick her from ass to clit, my beard rubbing against her cunt. She’s a panting mess as she sucks me.

I start to fuck her with my tongue, bringing my right hand into the mix, sticking a finger into my mouth for lube before pressing it against her asshole.

“Ohhhh,” she hisses as I push in to the first knuckle.

From how tight she is, I know she’s never been fucked here.

I pump my finger in and out of her, never going farther. She’s getting close, her thighs are starting to quiver and her pussy spasms against my tongue.

She needs to come or I’m going to blow in her mouth and I’d much rather be inside her tight pussy again.

Placing sloppy open-mouthed kisses on her clit, lapping at her simultaneously, and wiggling the tip of my finger in her ass, she comes undone within seconds.

She takes me to the back of her throat, her forehead pressed against my thighs, and moans. Her thighs clamp around my head and she grinds her cunt against my face like she’s riding a bronco at the rodeo.

When she relaxes her thighs, I suck in a lungful of air.

Fuck, that was amazing.

“I’m sorry,” she murmurs. “That was intense.”

“I loved it. Now it’s my turn to come.”

I position us so she’s lying across the bed while I stand on the floor. Her knees are bent, feet flat on the mattress. Grabbing my cock, I slap it against her glistening cunt a few times, chuckling as she gasps.

Finding her hole, I let my mushroom head slide in, gentle and slow, but once I’m in past the ridge, I slam inside her.

Not letting her get used to me, I thrust my hips, bottoming out before pulling almost out and repeating.

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