Page 16 of Country

I pull her off my dick before I come and lift her from the ground, landing kisses along her shoulders and onto her chest. “Good fuckin’ girl. Now bend over for me. Let me see that pussy drip.”

She does as she’s told and bends onto a nearby boulder, ass up, dripping wet pussy ready for me to devour.

I lean into her ass and lick the space between, lingering as she grinds up against my beard and jumps in place.

“Oh, my fucking God that feels good!” she moans. “Don’t stop.”

I lick again and again, driving my tongue into spaces I shouldn’t be.

She jumps and whines, hissing away from my touch, but I dig in deeper, biting her ass cheeks, scraping my teeth across the thick flesh of her hip.

“Fuck,” she whines. “I need you to fuck me… now!”

I turn her toward me and lift her frame to the edge of the boulder as a breeze passes between us.

Her nipples harden and I lean in, sucking each one with a gentle bite.

She jumps again.

“Tell me what you need, darlin’. Tell me you’re mine.”

She swallows hard. “I need your cock, Country.”

“Details,” I growl. “I need you to tell me what you need.”

My cock grows harder at the thought of her innocent little lips speaking such filthy words.

“I need you, Country. I want your big, thick cock spreading me open,” she pants. “I want your weight. I want you all over me, filling me up, fucking me hard, grabbing me everywhere.”

I stroke her soft, little pussy and lean in, licking the juices that flow out. My tongue flicks against her clit as she thrusts upward and grinds against my face.

Fuck!

She’s so damn sweet. I lick, flick, and bite her clit, slapping her ass as I eat.

“Fuck me! I need to come!” she screams. “Fill me up!”

Heart pounding, I lean up from her pussy and stroke my cock, pressing the head against her slick entrance.

She staggers in a breath and stares toward me as my dick slides inside, spreading her pussy wide.

I grip her hips and slam in harder. “You’re tight, darlin’. So, fuckin’ tight.”

I thrust into her over and over as she melts into me. Her lips hang open, her hands wrap around my wrists, and with each thrust, her pussy clenches down tighter as her thighs shake and her fingernails dig into my forearm.

I land a finger on her clit and rub over and over again. “You’re a good girl. You know that?”

She whines and grinds her hips against my cock.

“You want it deeper?”

She huffs and I spin my finger around her clit, thrusting faster. Her pussy clenches down and her eyes roll back as her thighs tighten around me.

This is the look I’ve been waiting for.

I dial in on her expression, watching her lips curl and her muscles tighten. She bears down on my dick, and I thrust harder and harder, fucking my good little girl like she deserves.

“Oh my god, Country!” She pants and convulses, soaking my cock with her come.

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