Page 16 of Christmas Souls

I smile. If she's swearing, she's already halfway there. I kneel behind her and place kisses on her ass cheeks. I'd like to play with those later, but right now, I have a whole delicious meal in front of me. Her pink, juicy cunt is weeping for me, so I stretch my tongue out and penetrate her hole.

She gasps and pushes her ass back towards me. I take that as a sign to go on and increase my rhythm. I find her clit with my fingers and start stroking it in a circular motion. I do it in a slow, steady manner, which I know will drive her crazy.

"Michael, more, please."

I see she's got her hand up her sweater and is probably teasing her own breasts. My cock twitches at the realization. I dive deeper into her, licking and sucking and teasing her until she's shaking her ass in desperation.

"Come for me, Mandy. Come all over my mouth."

"Oh, god." She screams.

Her orgasm takes her as she presses herself against my face. I'm covered in her juices, and I don't stop licking until she collapses over the arm of the couch. She's breathing fast, and my chest is filled with pride for having given her pleasure. It's all I've ever wanted to do. To make her happy.

I grab her by the arms and help her up. When I turn her around to look at me, she looks dazed but has a smile on her face.

"I'm not done with you just yet, Mandy."

All she does is nod, and I take her hand in mine so I can lead her upstairs to my room. When we get there, I'm surprised thatMandy immediately takes her sweater and bra off, showing her glorious curvy self to me.

Her blond hair is loose around her shoulders, making her look like a golden angel. She approaches me and pulls my t-shirt off. My pants and boxers are tossed in the same corner where she threw the t-shirt. She starts kissing my chest, but I grow impatient.

I press her gently down onto the bed, and she scoots backward so her head is on top of the pillows. She opens herself up to me and looks at me with those innocent eyes. This vixen is far from innocent, and I'll show her that today.

Her toenails are purple, like the sweater she was wearing, and I can't keep myself from teasing the arch of her foot. It's one of the spots she likes having touched when we make love.

We're not making love, though. We're having sex.

I crawl on top of her and nestle between her legs. My chest hair teases her nipples, and they become hard, like pebbles. I love how responsive she is to me.

"Michael, condom."

That would have been a big issue. I'm glad she brought it up. I reach over to the nightstand and pull out a packet, and place it next to her.

"Do you want to put it on me?"

She nods and grabs the foil packet. She rips it open with her mouth and I get on my knees so she has full access to me and my hard cock. It slides on easily, and when her hands are gone, I miss them deeply. I want those hands on me now and forever. I'll have to settle for now.

As if I've conjured them, her hands return, and she's pulling me back on top of her. Her arms go around me, and I breathe in her scent. Peaches and vanilla. Just like I remember. This seems to turn a switch inside me, and I become a beast.

I don't even wait for her go-ahead, I just thrust inside her juicy cunt. We both groan with pleasure and for a moment, I hesitate to move. I kiss and nibble her neck and pull her legs around me so that she's got me as deep as I can possibly go.

"You've got to move, Michael, please."

"You feel so perfect around me."

"I need you to move, baby."

The endearment does something to my insides, but I have to remember the rules of the game. I can't get attached. It's just fun for fun's sake, which is why I think my thrusts become a little brutal and demanding. It's my body asking hers for surrender.

Mandy doesn't seem to mind one bit, though. She's scratching at my back and holding me as tight as possible. Her moans are increasingly louder, and our bodies are starting to sweat. I've never fucked her this way in all the years that we were together.

"Come on, Mandy. Give it to me. Give me everything."

"Michael!"

Her desperate cry tells me she needs a little help getting over the finish line, so I reach between us to tease her clit. She reacts like a bolt of lightning has gone through her, and I immediately feel her pussy convulsing all around my cock.

The endless tugs pull me closer to my own release, but I try to hang on because I want to make her come again after this one. I know—I'm greedy—but she's had multiples before. No reason why it can't happen now when I'm like a beast that needs soothing.

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