Page 139 of Tarek

I grab the back of her dress and gather it up to her waist.

My hands leave her waist briefly just long enough to kneel behind her.

“I just want a taste,” My mouth salivates as I pull her panties down. She steps out of them, and I stuff them in my pocket.

My hands spread her open, I press my nose into her heat and I inhale deeply.

“I miss this clean pussy. Open your legs a little more,”

I need to taste all of her. I bury my face between her cheeks, tongue dragging over her slit, slow and reverent at first, then deeper and hungrier. She tastes like fruit and sin. My tongue flicks, slides and plunges into her. She begins to whimper and grind against my face.

“Mine,” I whisper into her.

“Shit, Tarek,” she moans out, but I slap her ass in warning.

“Keep quiet”

She squirms and her hips jerk.

“Please,” she begs.

I stand, gently I hold her by the throat with one hand while the other steadies her against the ledge. She arches her back and tilts her ass up.

“I want you to have my baby,” I whisper against her ear.

She shakes her head. “Baby, I can’t.”

I bend her forward, rubbing my cock over her slit. “You can. Say it, Treasure.”

She hesitates; silence descends around us. She turns her head and meets my eyes. “I want to have your baby.”

I thrust into her with one deep, claiming stroke. Heaven, that’s what her pussy feels like. Her pussy grips me like it remembers me. Like it needs me.

“You took this from me.” I pant driving into her harder now.

She whimpers, “Fuck, please.”

My hips smash into her. “You’re going to be such a good little mother. I’m going to give you that baby that you fucking want.”

“I can feel you. God Tarek, yes please,” Penny cries out.

With one arm wrapped around her stomach, the other her neck, I continue to pound into her. She turns her head to the side and looks up at me.

“Tell me you want it Penny,” I moan the pressure was mounting.

A tear slips down her cheek as she nods. “I want you to…breed me.”

“Fuck.” My knees almost give out. She knocks the air out of me.

“Give it to me Tarek. Please…breed,” she begs. Her nails claw into my hand as I thrust harder into her, deeper, possessed by her.

I bend down, kissing her hard, feeling the need to be in every part of her.

Her hands thread through my hair, against my lips she whispers, “Give me your baby.”

Our breath mingles hot between us. “I am going to fuck your little pussy. I will impregnate you over and over again till you tell me to fucking stop.”

She smiles up at me. “You promise.”

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