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“No one brings pleasure to your hot pussy but me. Is that clear?”

Jasmine nodded.

My grin quirked. “I have a solution.”

She wiggled toward my chest. “What’s your solution?”

“Trust me?”

Jasmine nodded.

“Let me lead.”

I directed her until her legs were bent on each side of my head, facing toward the end of the bed. Her weeping pussy was directly over my face. “Now, bend forward.”

I was in fucking heaven as we both sucked and licked. The noises were primitive and raw, sloppy and slobbering. As she tensed, my control evaporated. “Fuck, Jasmine. If you don’t want to swallow, stop now.”

She sat up as if my cock was suddenly on fire.

“Use your hands.”

Jasmine did as I said, pumping me dry as my cum oozed over my stomach and her hands. Quickly, she scooted over beside me. “I should have tried to swallow.”

Reaching for her shoulders I pulled her over me, my seed a slippery interface. We rolled until I was on top of her. “That was the best fucking blow job, hand job, and sixty-nine of my life.”

Her eyes shone as she smiled. “It was all right?”

“Better than all right. Perfection.”

Jasmine scrunched her nose. “I should try swallowing.”

I ran my thumb over her swollen lips. “You try whatever you want to do.”

“Now” —she wiggled beneath me— “I think a shower is in order. I mean, before you present me to your mom, I probably shouldn’t have your cum all over me.”

“Mine,” I whispered. “And now you’re marked.”

“Yours.” Her lips met mine.

Chapter

Twenty-Seven

Jasmine

Wearing a sundress, sandals, and with my hair pulled back into a low ponytail, I held tightly to Rei’s hand, as we entered the dining area a little after noon.

“Buenos dias,”Josefina said, sitting on the sofa next to Mia.

“Buenos dias,”Rei replied.

Aléjandro came forward. “It’s afternoon, Mama.Buenas tardes.”

Josefina stood. She was as beautiful as I recalled, with big gold earrings, numerous gold bracelets, and wearing what appeared to be a long black coverup over a bathing suit. Mia on the other hand wasreclined, looking uncomfortable as one could nearing her ninth month of a pregnancy. She waved.

Rei walked us closer and spoke to his mother, “I know you’ve met Jasmine but not as my wife. This is Jasmine Roríguez.”

Josefina’s smile grew as she came closer and wrapped her arms around me, enveloping me in a cloud of her perfume. “Jasmine, we’re sad we weren’t able to see Rei wed.” Her smile returned. “But now that you’re both here, we’re happy you did.”

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