Page 128 of Don Caselli

My body was hot to touch, and each time his hands touched me, I felt like boiling water that was boiling over on the stove. He got down on the floor, coming between my legs. The back of his head leaned back on the glass, while he looked up at me.

His hands gripped both of my ass cheeks and brought me closer to his face. I whimpered as I felt his tongue flick inside of me, as his hands continued to grip my ass. Holding onto the window, I had my pussy in this man’s face as he ate me like he was on death row, and this was his last meal.

Instructing me, he leaned forward, putting my legs over his shoulders, holding me up by my ass, while biting my pussy lips. I squealed, as I held onto the glass, and he continued to eat me like he wanted to break me.

Landon for sure wanted me to unravel in his arms, and I was. Tears fell down my face as I held onto the glass, and he feasted on me. His tongue went up, down, and then he slurped my juices.

My body started to shake, and he pushed his thumb into my ass, and I felt like my breath was gone. I had never experienced anything like it, and I wanted more. The pressure from his finger in my ass, his tongue in my pussy, and the way my breast pressed against the cold glass, I was going to break.

Split me down the middle and call me a fucking Kit Kat, because I couldn’t take it anymore. “Bab…baby, I’m going to cum… ummm.” He pushed his thumb deeper, and I panted like a rabid dog that was ready to bite something.

“You gotta take this dick, Pooh… you can do it for me?”

“Uh hummm,” I agreed, and was ready for more.

Like a glutton for punishment, I wanted more of whatever he was giving me. If I had to be out there selling candy bars for the basketball team for more, I would get out there with a carboard sign and a box of candy. Whatever Landon Caselli had for my body, I wanted.

Kissing my second set of lips a few times, he removed me from him and pulled me down onto the floor. I lay with my back against the cold wooden floors, but too hot to notice how truly cold it was. My eyes were trained on the man in front of me.

My man.

Sitting with his back against the window while stroking his dick, staring directly at me.

The semen spilled down his hand as he slowly stroked himself, and my hand found its way down to my opening, playing with myself while watching him.

My hand held onto my breast, while I played with my kitty and my mouth moistened. The quicker his pace went; I matched him until he couldn’t handle it and snatched me over toward him.

Mounting me, he applied pressure to my stomach as he slid inside of me. I didn’t know I needed to feel something like that, because it was intense, but the right kind. Biting his lip, he held the pressure there as he filled me all the way up.

Snatching me closer to him, he slammed me onto his dick while I screamed. I prayed Mink didn’t come running into the room. I held onto the floor, my thoughts, and if I had a wig Iwould have held onto that, too, while he slammed my pussy onto his dick with force.

Wham!

Wham!

Bow!

The bow was in my head, but the whams were definitely unpaid actors because my pussy leaked with each slam of me into his dick. His dick felt like it was curled around my rib cage, as my hands rested on my breasts.

He placed my legs down and got between them, leaning on me, while sucking on my neck as he slowly stroked my kitty. His hips moved slowly, and I felt him stretching me with every maneuver of the hip.

“I’m gonna beat that pussy until it’s swollen, Pooh... okay?”

“Uh hmm, beat it until it’s swollen, baby,” I sucked on his lips, as he slowed his pace, while kissing me.

“Put them legs around me, baby,” he demanded, and my legs wrapped around him.

He sat flat down on his ass, pulled me to straddle him. His dick never disconnecting because how could it? It took a lot for him to fill me, so it damn sure wasn’t coming out of me that easy.

Holding my waist, he stared into my eyes while slamming me down on his dick. My breasts bounced on my chest, and my hands held his shoulders as I squealed, feeling myself about to cum right on him. His vein in his neck flexed with each time he slammed me harder.

It sounded like a round of applause in his office. Other than the sound of my pussy slamming down onto his dick, the chiming from his phone was the only sound in this office.

“Landon! Fuckkkk, ummmm, fuckkkk!” I screamed as I bit into his neck, and he never slowed his pace.

My pussy would be swollen, but I didn’t want him to stop. “Say it, Bleu… tell me.”

“I… I love you, Landon…I want… I want this dick forever!” I screamed as I felt his grip around me become tighter, as he controlled my hips. Moving me up and down, slower each time. Sucking on my lips while he showed me how he wanted me to make him cum.

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