Page 15 of Big Filthy Mobster

“That’s my girl,” I say, reaching out to take hold of her breasts.

She moans when I start tweaking her already-hardened nipples. One of the first things I learned about her was how sensitive this part of her body is. She loves it when I play with them, and she loves it even more when I put them in my mouth. So, in an effort to give her exactly what she wants, I drop one of my hands and lean forward to suck at the pert nub.

Holly sucks in a sharp breath as she wraps her arms around my neck. Little whimpers fall from her lips, and I revel in eachsound she makes. With a flick of my tongue, I switch sides, replacing my mouth with my hand.

As I continue to stimulate her nipples, I run my free hand up her thigh while she’s bouncing on my cock. Goosebumps raise under my touch, and I can tell that she’s really worked up. I figure it won’t be hard to get her to the finish line.

Slowly, I let my touch drift between us. I find her clit with practiced ease and rub a quick circle around it. The effect is immediate. Her thighs quake, and she has to stop moving for a moment to gather herself before she begins again.

“I’m getting close,” she manages to say, her chest heaving, her arms tightening around me.

“Already?” I ask, my voice muffled by the skin of her breast. I’m close too, but I’ve found that teasing her is not only fun, but something she enjoys when we’re together like this.

“Mhm,” she hums in confirmation.

“Me too,” I say when I realize she’s close enough to the edge to not have any interest in one of our bantering games.

I feel he nodding against me as she continues to fuck herself on my lap. Heat builds in my thighs as she does her best to get me over the edge. I reattach my lips to her nipple, groaning around it as I feel the tell-tale flutter of her pussy around my length. Her orgasm is still gripping her body when my own climax takes hold of me.

The two of us hold onto each other, breathing hard as we come back into ourselves. She comes to her senses first and carefully dismounts. Her legs are shaky as she holds herselfupright. She’s such a stunning creature, and I think if I were younger, my cock might start to get hard again. Seeing her in the afterglow is somehow just as erotic as seeing her in the throes of pleasure.

“We should take a shower,” I say, eager to get my hands on her again.

She smiles at me, looking up from where she’s gathering her clothes from the floor. “You’re right,” she agrees.

“Then we can watch that movie you were talking about,” I murmur, standing up and taking her dirty clothes from her. “Come on.”

“You don’t have to tell me twice.”

~The End

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