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It was the fucking truth, too.

“Oh, God, Ramsey…please…”

I ignored her pleas as I licked, tasted, and teased every inch of her pussy until her body started bucking. “You want to cum, Emerson?”

“God, yes…”

I put all my weight on her opened thighs as I reached up and took her tits in each hand. I kneaded and massaged them as I swirled my tongue around her clit, applying so much pressure that she exploded all over my face in a matter of seconds.

“Oh, fuck…oh, Ramsey…Ramsey…” she cried, and I was almost lightheaded with it.

My hands instantly found her ass, then I lifted her until her core was in line with my mouth, and I fuckingdrankher orgasm. I could see her tiny hole contracting as she was coming down off her explosion of pleasure, and it was fucking fascinating.

I’d never watched a woman’s body cum before. Sure, I’d seen their faces and their ejaculations covering the condoms before, but I had never paid enough attention to the workings of what they went through. However, with Emerson, I wanted to know it all.

So, what did I do?

I moved back up to her sensitive clit, then worked her through another orgasm. I made her cum two more times before she pushed me away because her body couldn’t take it anymore. I stared down at my handiwork, and nomatter how much of her juices I tried to swallow, she was still a wet, filthy, beautiful mess.

I wiped my face on the inside of her left thigh, then slowly kissed my way up her body. I had every intention of covering her completely as I forced the taste of her pussy onto her lips, but when my face reached her tits, I had to stop and explore.

I gathered both of her heavy mounds in my hands, then I squeezed and molded as much as I could fit into my palms. Emerson’s tits were so heavy and porn-worthy that we weren’t going to get through this weekend without me sliding my dick in between them, cumming on her face and neck.

The more that I viewed, touched, and tasted Emerson’s body, the sicker, filthier, more depraved things that I wanted to do to it. I hadn’t been kidding when I’d said that her body was made for some hard, rough, dirty fucking. Emerson’s curves inspired a man to want to get the camera out and record her nakedness for all time. Her body deserved to be preserved.

After a few minutes of sucking and biting on her dark pink nipples, I finished my journey up her body. I braced myself on my elbows on either side of her head, then lowered my lips to take her mouth and introduce her to the taste of her cunt. When I pulled back, she looked like she was drugged by it all.

“Can you taste your pussy on my tongue, baby?”

Emerson’s silver eyes were glossy, but she was with me. “Yeah…”

“So, now that you know how delectable you taste, you’re going to let me eat your sweet-smelling pussy whenever I want, right?”

She closed her eyes, and I knew that every filthy word coming out of my mouth was turning her on. I also couldn’t wait any longer. Emerson’s taste was on my tongue, her tits were pressed up against my chest, and her legs were spread wide open with my cock nestled right at her center.

She hadn’t mentioned a condom, and I wasn’t about to mention it, either. Nothing was coming between me and Emerson, and if she got pregnant, so be it.

I pulled my hips back and didn’t worry about the rest. Her cunt was soaking wet and lubricated enough that I was able to slam my cock inside her to the base. I drove in all eight inches of hard steel.

Emerson’s body bowed, and with her hands fisting the comforter at her sides, she let out an ear-piercing scream.“Ramsey…”

Jesus fucking Christ.

Emerson was a goddamn virgin.

Chapter 24

Emerson~

Pain, unlike anything that I’d ever experienced, wracked every nerve in my body.

When Ramsey had removed his boxer briefs, and I’d gotten a good look at what he was packing, I’d had serious doubts about how he was going to fit his dick inside me.

He was huge.

Plus, I’d known that it would hurt. I mean, all the books, movies, and folklore always made mention of how the first time would hurt and be uncomfortable for the female.

When Ramsey had been undressing, he’d done nothing to hide his erection, and the little fella had been rock-hard and reaching across his hips, peeking his head out of the band of Ramsey’s underwear. That’d been enough to tell me that Ramsey was above average size. However, I still hadn’t ever imagined that the invasion would be wrought with so much agonizing pain.

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