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“Come on, baby, let’s flip fuck,” he grinned, pulling me in for a kiss.

He laid down, spreading his legs open for me. I grabbed the lube, putting a generous amount on my fingers before taking his cock in my mouth and pushing in my finger slowly.

“You don’t have to be gentle,” he groaned. “Give me two fingers.”

I moaned around his cock, slipped another finger in and lazily sucked his cock because I didn’t want him to come. Hepushed back on my fingers, fucking himself. Hunter was sexy as hell but when was a whimpering mess, he was breathtaking.

I slid in a third finger, popping off his cock to lean over to kiss him. His hips rolled trying to find some friction and I kept my body away so he would suffer a bit.

“Dammit, Ro, fuck me,” he whimpered against my mouth. “I need your cock.”

I wanted to savor this, but he stroked my cock like the tease he was. I lubed up my cock, notched it into his hole before pushing in slowly.

“Fuck, Hunter,” I groaned as I was halfway in.

“Yes, do that, Ro,” he chuckled, before moaning as I slid in more.

His ass had me in a tight grip as I bottomed out, staying still to give him time to adjust.

“Ro,” he moaned, rolling his hips, fucking himself on my cock.

The sight was mesmerizing and I needed more. I slowly pulled my hips away and slammed into him.

“Yes!” Hunter called out putting his hand on my hips, pulling me into him.

“When I fuck you, I’m in charge,” I growled. “None of this topping from the bottom.”

I grabbed his hands, pinning them above his head and slamming into him. We cried out together. The pleasure was overwhelming, and I chased my orgasm like it was my last breath.

“Fuck, Fuck, Fuck,” Hunter panted, and I fucked him hard.

“Hunter, you feel so damn good,” I said, before my orgasm slammed into me.

I growled as my pleasure rolled through me making my legs weak, catching myself before landing on Hunter.

“Holy shit,” I said, rolling over.

Hunter kissed me softly then got up and before I knew it he was cleaning my cock with soap, rinsing me off with a washcloth.

“I wanna suck this cock while I get your ass ready.” He winked at me, walking back to the bathroom.

That’s when the nerves kicked in. We had played with my ass before, but his cock was so much bigger than anything we had ever used. He walked back, still hard, and pulled me to the edge of the bed. He kissed the tip of my soft cock before pushing my leg up on the bed, taking my cock in his mouth. Hunter had me squirming and panting by the time he pushed a finger inside of me.

He fucked me with his finger while he sucked my cock, bringing it back to life and when he pushed two fingers in me, the burn made me buck up into his mouth. It wasn’t too painful, but as soon as he touched my prostate, the thought of pain went away.

When I was writhing again, he pushed a third finger in me, the stretch was enough to almost make me regret my decision. My body resisted the stretch until his mouth sucked on my cock again. My cock hardened when he hit my prostate again. I rolled my hips against his finger and soon after that his fingers slid out of my hole with ease.

“Hunt, fuck me,” I groaned, thrusting up into his mouth.

He ignored me for another minute until he made me whimper for him. He grinned as he stood up, leaning over me with his fingers still in me.

“You’re so hot when you get desperate, but I think I want to hear you beg,” he kissed my sternum, still fucking me with his fingers.

“Please,” I whined, throwing my head back when he touched my prostate again.

“You can do better,” he growled.

“Please fuck me, Sir,” I whimpered.

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