Page 94 of Your Pucking Mom

“I’ll always be yours,” Ledger groaned. I hadn’t looked over to see what he was doing. His hard cock strained in his pants as he splayed out, hands locked around his neck as if watching me and not doing anything was painful as he held himself back.

I continued to fuck myself with the skate guard, pushing it into my needy little cunt as far as I could get it. Though it wasn’t girthy, the ridges along the sides kept me fixated on the orgasm that was about to crash through me.

“Forever. Yours,” Ledger croaked out.

As the words escaped his lips, my orgasm ripped through me, basking me in a euphoric glow as my pussy clenched and pulsed around the skate guard.

I groaned, resting my head against the glass and dropping my hands to the side. I let out a breath of relief as Ledger pulled the skate guard out.

“I’m going to save this for later,” he said, dropping the guard into his mouth and licking my wetness.

“Ledger…” I giggled at his ridiculousness, but when his eyes met mine, they were still clouded with lust.

“My turn,” he demanded. “Get up.”

I nodded and stood, falling back a little because I forgot I was in my skates.

“Be a good girl and use your hands to pull my cock free.” I did as I was told and pulled his jeans and boxers to his ankles, and his thick, throbbing cock sprung free.

“It’s so large.” I dropped my mouth open as he grabbed the back of my head.

“It’s yours,” he commented.

“Three times,” he instructed, and I agreed before he pulled my space buns, then shoved my face onto him. I gagged at the sudden fullness but quickly relaxed my jaw, letting him fuck my face.

“You take me so well, Sunshine,” he growled. Tears filled my eyes as he fucked the back of my throat with no reprieve. “Watching you fuck your pretty little cunt and not being able to touch it myself was like my own form of torture.”

“Ughashd.” It came out unintelligible. My mouth was far too busy.

“Stand up,” Ledger instructed as he pulled out. I obliged as he wrapped his hands around my waist and lifted me up. He spread my legs apart, ripping my leggings in the same motion.

“Oh my God,” I cried. “I liked those leggings.”

He chuckled as I tried to adjust around him.

“I could cut your back with my skates,” I said.

“I told you,” Ledger groaned, “I don’t give a fuck about a little blood.”

I tried desperately to keep my skates from scraping his back, but with the wild intensity of his movements, I could feel the blade occasionally brushing against him.

“Hold on tight,” Ledger said, awkwardly shaking his jeans past his skates and off his ankles, then dropping me onto his length.

I threw my head back in pleasure as his hips drove into mine while we stood. “Fuck, Ledger,” I cried out, my voice joining the chorus of moans spilling from my lips.

“Look around.” He stopped moving, and I opened my eyes to see that we were in the middle of the ice rink.

“Oh my fucking God.” My fingers gripped Ledger’s neck for support.

“God isn’t going to save you here, Sunshine. It’s just me.” His lips pressed onto mine. “Trust me?”

Without hesitation, I replied, “Always.”

He skated as if he was walking along the boards as he continued to impale me with his dick. With every thrust of his hips, he’d skate forward as if we were walking on water.

He finally got to the other side of the boards, where he propped me up against the railing, with one hand keeping him steady and the other wrapped around my waist. He drove deep inside me until hot liquid burst inside me.

“You. Are. Mine,” he growled, pumping inside me until his hands found mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him close, and we stood there, locked in an embrace that felt like it lasted for hours.

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