Page 32 of Felonies are Forever

“Come here.” I give her an evil smile. My dick is standing at attention already, thinking about what’s coming next.

“That thing needs a doctor.” She chirps as I reach for her hand to pull her onto me.

“No, it doesn’t. You know what it needs. That world class pussy, that’s what, milking it for all it’s worth. But first, stand up here and give me a taste. My mouth is dry.”

“Please don’t go for another record. I passed out the last time.”

“I make no promises.”

Last night I ate her until she gushed in my mouth four times. The last orgasm was so intense she blacked out and it scared her, but when she finally came around the look in her eyes was priceless.

She shifts herself over me, one foot on either side of my hips as my fingers grab her ass and tug her pussy up onto my face, her hands steadying her against the white wall behind the sofa.

I moan as I take the first lick, pulling her onto my mouth and grinding her against me. I like it like this, no propriety.

She immediately starts rocking on me. This is what perfection feels like, to have my girl on my face, taking what’s hers. When she cums she makes me the happiest man in the fucking world, and sometimes I feel bad about that.

I mean, her orgasm mean probably more to me than they do to her, so the truth is I’m a selfish son-of-a-bitch. But she doesn’t seem to mind.

I swirl my tongue around her clit, pinch it with my lips and give her some teeth. I know what gets her off and I want the first one fast. I’m thirsty, but there’s only one thing that will quench that thirst. Drinking in her release is my flavor of every week.

She’s close now. I’m amusing myself by pushing her right to the edge then backing off and listening to her moans of distress.

“Don’t be a tease.” She whimpers.

“Tell me.”

She drops her head back with a distressed yelp. “Thorne…” Desperation builds in her voice as I flick my tongue on her clit, but not enough to get her off.

“Don’t make me wait, little bird.” I growl, my fingers digging into the flesh of her hips. “I need to hear it.”

I bury my face again, but each lick is slow, teasing. Her thighs quiver and her flavor coats my tongue. I could live down here, eating this sweet cunt forever. It’s better than any donut flavor I could ever come up with.

“Say it. Give me what I need.”

“I love you. So much, I love you. Now please let me cum!”

That’s all I need. Those words are what sets me free.

My mouth comes alive and she rides my face until she gushes in my mouth, her hands tearing at my hair while I’m drinking in every drop that her body will give.

Before she can recover, I move her down again and her tight pussy is taking the first inches of my dick. By the time she comes back to the moment, I’m sucking one of her tits deep into my mouth and thrusting my hips up while pressing her down until I’m buried to the root inside her clutching cunt.

I moan with the sensation. Every time I enter her it feels like the first time. Better, in fact. Somehow it’s better every time.

She tenses as the tip of my beast hits her cervix.

“I’ve got you, little bird. I’ve always got you.”

I guide her body up and down, bringing her lips to mine and our kiss brings her back to me.

We move slower this time, up and down, the flesh of our bodies slipping against each other. We are more than two people. We are one being. Destiny brought her to me and I’m never letting her go.

We break our kiss and I wrap my arms around her, bringing our bodies together, her chest on my cheek as I quicken the pace. I hold her steady as I fuck her now. I need this, the hard after the soft, owning her, showing her I love her with this part of us.

It’s not long before her juice is running down my dick. She screams and I follow her gladly over the blissful edge. My orgasm feels like it’s tearing me apart. I’m not sure who screams louder, me or her, but it’s a good thing we are in my house out over the ocean because we’d be scaring the fuck out of any neighbors.

I fill her with jets of hot cream as her pussy clenches and her own orgasm sings to me. When we finally come to rest I’ve got her nipple in my mouth and I’m dreaming of when her magnificent tits will be filled with milk.

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