Page 36 of Rusty

Kneeling before her, he carefully probed between the lips of her sex, bringing her to life with his tongue. He kissed her, loving her, tasting her, and feeling her tremble in response.

She tasted like home, like the place he'd always known he belonged. As he licked and kissed her, he felt himself slipping back into the rhythm of this dance they'd once shared. It was as if the years had never passed, as if they were still the same two young lovers who'd first stumbled into each other's hearts on a hot summer day.

She cried out softly, her body arching upward as she felt his mouth consume her, her pleasure building within her.

He continued, his fingers gently massaging her clit as his tongue delved deep inside her. The taste was paradise and as he probed her more deeply her moans grew louder, more urgent, and she thrust her hips upward, meeting his mouth with eager abandon.

Finally, she cried out in ecstasy, her body shuddering as she came hard against his mouth.

He released her, watching her shudder and pant as she rode out the aftershocks of her orgasm. He smiled up at her, his eyes filled with tenderness.

"Are you ready for more, darlin'?" he asked, his voice rough with desire.

She nodded, her eyes shining with anticipation. “Yes,” she whispered. “It’s my turn to taste you.”

“Good girl,” said Rusty, his erection already pressing thick and hard against her thigh.

He guided her in position, her face hovering over his erection. He was ready, anxious for her, and she hesitated for just a moment before she took him into her mouth. Her tongue swirled around his head, her lips parting to accommodate more of him.

"That's my good girl," Rusty breathed, his hands guiding her head and his hips moving in time with hers. He felt his orgasm building, the pleasure.

"Oh, Janice," he groaned, feeling his release close. "You have no idea how much I've missed you."

She moaned around him, her cheeks flushed and her eyes locked on his. She loved the feeling of him in her mouth, of the way his body responded to her.

He thrust harder, his pleasure now impossible to ignore. He felt the pressure build, his orgasm threatening to burst free.

“Stop,” he commanded her, barely able to get the word out. “Stop right now.”

Janice looked up at him. “You don’t want me to finish?”

Rusty shook his head, a smile tugging at the corner of his lips. “No, not today.”

She pouted. “Why not?”

He cupped her face in his hands. “Because I want to be inside you. I want to feel you around me. I want to make love to you again. And most of all, I don’t want to come until I’ve seen you come all over my cock first.”

Janice smiled, her eyes shining with happiness. “Then let’s hurry. I'm desperate for you.”

He rolled on a condom then laid her down on the bed, her legs apart, and positioned himself between them. He kissed her deeply, his tongue exploring her mouth, and she responded eagerly. He could taste the sweetness of her mouth, and it made him ache even more for her.

He slid inside her slowly, filling her up and feeling the tightness of her body around him. She moaned softly, her hands gripping his shoulders as he began to move inside her.

She was tight, so tight, and it was a feeling he had missed more than he could have ever imagined. He felt the heat of her bodyaround him, the wetness of her, and the pressure of her muscles clenching around him. It was even better than he remembered.

He thrust harder, his hips pumping into her, and she moaned, her head falling back in pleasure. He could feel her body beginning to tremble, and he knew it wouldn't be long before she came.

He reached down and began to stroke her clit, the moisture between her legs already soaking his fingers. She gasped, her eyes wide with pleasure as she felt the first waves of her orgasm begin to build.

He drove into her harder, the sound of their bodies slapping together filling the room. She cried out, her back arching off the bed as she came, her body shaking with pleasure.

The moment he felt the wetness pour out of her, he followed her over the edge, his own release flooding the condom as he thrust into her one last time. He collapsed on top of her, his heart pounding in his chest.

He kissed her gently, her sweet breath on his lips. He couldn’t hold back from telling her the truth anymore. That hole he didn’t want to fall into in case he never climbed out? He was already deep down inside it. He always had been.

"I love you, Janice," he whispered. “And I love how hard and wet you come.”

“I love you too, Rusty,” Janice panted. “Forever and always.”

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