Page 72 of Georgia-Blue & Hudson

She makes greedy, sexy sounds as she explores my cock, trailing her tongue all the way down my length. Her eyes on me, I cannot even begin to imagine having any other woman in my bed. She’s all I fucking want. Okay, I’ve had a lot to drink, my brain is fuzzy, as is hers, but no woman has ever looked at me with a fire inside like she does. And my cock agrees with every single stroke of her tongue.

“Am I doing it right?” she breathes.

“You’re doin’ amazin’, babe.”

“You're so damn girthy.” She cups my balls and I don’t even hide my groan. Her eyes meet mine again. “Do you like your balls being tugged,baby?”

“Georgia-Blue,” I groan when she does it again.

She smirks, proud of herself, and on my next intake of breath, she’s lowering her mouth over me and tugging my nuts at the same time.

“Fuck!” I curse.

She’s halfway down my dick, her mouth spreading wide as she moans. I need her out of that dress. I need her out so I can spray those pretty tits with my cum. Still, there’s always drycleaning…

I move my hand over hers and show her how to stroke me while she sucks me off.

I reach one arm back behind me, squeezing the bed frame as I try not to move my hips. But it’s impossible. When she takes me right to the back of her throat, I make a strangled sound I know I’ve never made before.

“I’m gonna come,” I warn. “Georgia, do you hear me? I’m gonna pull out and paint your tits.”

She shakes her head, garbling something as I hold the back of her head. I thrust once, twice, knowing I’m down her throat,but goddamn her gag reflex is fucking admirable. Then I spill my load, shouting her name and a string of curses as I let go, pull out, effectively painting her chin. Like the good little girl she can be, she sits up, pushing her tits toward me while she still holds my cock and I shoot what’s left in my balls onto her pretty skin, coating her dress in the process.

We still and I stare at her cum soaked titties, lifting my eyes to her face where I managed to splatter her mouth and chin. She giggles, moving a finger over her lips and then sucking it into her mouth. She groans when she tastes me all over again.

I’ve died and gone to heaven, that’s what it is.

I’m no longer on earth experiencing this. I’m in another dimension, and right now, there’s no other place I’d rather be.

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Georgia

I can hardly believe what’s happening right now. Hudson Nash, however, is very real. And he’s also very naked underneath me and he just painted me with his cum. Holy shit if he’s not the sexiest man I’ve ever laid eyes on. Seeing his face scrunched up like that. Hearing him hiss and moan, all over what I was doing with my mouth. Holy mother of God. He’s hot.

I watch as he moves from the bed, goes into the bathroom, comes back with a dampened washcloth and wipes me clean. He then strips me out of my marked dress, sets it on the side and turns back to me.

“I want you, GB. You still okay with that?”

I nod, holding my arms out to him. “Please, Huds. Let’s make this night about us. Show me what I’ve been missing out on all these years.”

“Come ‘ere.”

I do as he says as he lays back on the bed and I straddle him. His hand moves to my pussy, cupping it as we kiss. I rub my hands over his taut, muscled body and revel in how good he feels beneath my palms. His dick doesn’t stay down for long, and our kissing turns heavy in no time at all. I tighten my grip around his neck and his hands land on my hips.

“Get off against my dick,” he mutters. “Rub that sweet little pussy up and down, get me hard again,Blue Belle.”

I try not to groan, but that is so damn hot.

I do as he says as he holds his dick at the base and rub against it. We both watch ourselves, and I’ve never been so hot in all my life. I’m dripping, not that he seems to mind.

“That’s it, rub that tight little pussy on me, does that feel good, my little brat?”

My eyes roll into the back of my head while I ride him without penetrating, my boobs bouncing in his face. He holds my hips firm and I lose myself in how good it feels. “Yes,” I stammer. “It feels so good.”

“Then let me hear you say my name.” He quickens the pace and I grip his shoulders. His dick pokes through my slit as I bounce back and forth, and when he captures my nipple in his mouth I shout his name so loud, I’m sure the neighbors and half the floor hear me.

“Fuck yeah,” he groans. He licks my nipple then pays the other one the same attention. He loves my tits, my ass, and my pussy. Well, I am pretty adorable most of the time. But having Hudson worship me is a new kind of love language. One that I don’t need a translator for because I see it in his eyes.Heat. Lust. Adoration.

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