Page 79 of Winter Glam in Amsterdam

"Those pretty lips of yours look so fucking sexy around my cock."

Our eyes meet again, and his tongue darts out to wet his lips, sending a wave of heat right to my cheeks and between my legs.

"Does this turn you on, baby girl? Ah, look at you, so fucking wet from sucking my cock."

I bite my lip.

"You're so needy for me. Do you want this cock to wreck your pussy? That's what I thought. Stand up."

I gulp. What I'd give to hear the rest of the scene. But truth be told, his voice is enough to make my hand slip underneath my loose jogging pants.

The wetness pooling between my thighs is undeniable.

Tanner cocks his eyebrow at me, the corner of his mouth twitching when he realizes what I’m doing. With a grin, he hits a button, then speaks into his microphone.

"If you're going to do that, at least get naked and give me a show."

He wiggles his eyebrows, and I shoot him a grin.

"Nothing I'd like more."

I jump up to step out of my jogging pants and panties, pull my shirt over my head, unclasp my bra, and let it fall to the ground as I seductively sink down on the couch.

"I'm ready. Go on," I say, positioning my ass on the very edge of the couch, opening my legs, and swiping my fingers through my already wet folds.

His eyes darken when I push two of my fingers inside while palming one of my breasts, moaning softly for good measure.

"Right," he sputters, his eyes fixated on my glistening pussy. Another soft moan falls from my lips as I circle my clit with my thumb, all while keeping my eyes on him.

"Let me fuck your mouth, and then I'll spill every last drop of my seed in your pussy," he continues, holding eye contact with me.

Holy hell, what kind of book is he narrating? I definitely have to listen to the whole scene.

But later. Right now, I'm a bit preoccupied.

I moan as I add another finger, starting to fuck myself, while letting his voice carry my imagination.

"That's it, my good girl. I know, you can take me. Fuck, you’re so pretty with my cock inside you."

Tanner's gaze turns more heated, and then he grins. It’s his turn to narrate the scene.

“I pull her up by her hair, bending her over the couch. Her scream, as I push myself inside her tight little hole, echoes from the bare walls. 'Is this what you wanted?' I ask her."

A few seconds of silence follow, probably the part of the conversation that is supposed to be spoken by his counterpart again.

"You don't want me to stop," he says, adding a little cocky chuckle. "You love the way I wreck your insides, don't you?"

I bite my lip, my breath hitching as I feel my pussy tingle. It won’t take me much longer to come.

"Look at them. All of them want your sweet little pussy, but it's mine."

He grins at me as the point of view of the scene appears to jump to his counterpart again. Wait. I must have missed the start of this scene; they’re fucking in front of people?

Fuck, that’s hot.

"You love having them watch, don't you? Well, let's show them how you come and take every last drop of my seed. Come on, scream for them. Be a good girl. Show them your pleasure."

"Oh, holy shit," I curse and gasp for breath as my walls tighten around my fingers, a moan falling from my lips as a wave of pleasure breaks over me, making me shudder with Tanner’s name on my lips.

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