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I climb down, and walk slowly around her, as if she is a piece of art. She is. Storm is perfection.
“Stop teasing.”
“Shut the fuck up,” I command her.
I finally walk behind her, and I slide her back on the table. Her body slides back a foot, her knees sliding easily in the honey.
“Comfortable?” I ask, in the zone.
“Yeah, I do this every day.”
“Comfortable? I asked.”
“Yes… teacher.”
I look at her wet folds, and butt inches from me. I lick my lips, and place my hands on her butt.
She is ready… and using both hands, I rub the warm liquid honey around her folds. Storm moans in delight, as I start to swipe all the way up and down, exploring her wet pussy as if it’s my last feast on earth.
Storm turns her head, and she looks back, and bites her lip. Her eyes are hooded, and she looks part animal, or savage.
As if she is slipping into some deviant version of herself.
I retake both butt cheeks in my hands, and perfectly behind her, I pull them apart.
Storm moans again, as I start to feast on her core. I swipe my tongue up and down her tight honey pussy, and she pants violently.
“Oh God, Oh God.” Storm purrs loud.
I drag a chair over with my bare foot, and I sit. I then lean further in, and I spread her wide. As I devour her sweet flesh I hold her exposed, and I tongue fuck her.
Reaching ahead and under her chest, I finally find her breasts. As I play with her hard nipples, I feast on her tight wet pussy.
After getting her squirming, I focus on her clit, and I suck the sweet nub in. As Storm drives her clit back against me, I nip it with my teeth and lips.
“Oh Lorenzo,” she begs, “fuck me… With your mouth.”
I continue to claim her, and soon she is writhing out of control. Before I know it, she is bucking violently, and she shatters.
With a loud moan, her body bucks, and her back arches like a cat’s.
As her body surges one last time, I withdraw my honey covered face from her wet pussy. Standing, naked, I slap herbutt, and she collapses onto my dinner table panting, and a mess.
Below me, she lays unable to move.
The sexy honey mess, writhes slowly on my hard oak table and I shake my head, and lick my fingers.
I realize there is one thing to do. We may never do this again. I roll on a condom, and I drag her up and back to the end of the table. “Kneel.”
As I rub my crown against her tight wet pussy, I gather her hair in my fist, and drive in.
I claim her hard, and I hold her shoulder with my free hand. As Storm spreads her legs wide, she pushes back against me.
My now wet thighs slap against her honey covered butt, and it is loud. Finally, I get us there and I send us both over the edge.
As she shatters around my thick hard cock, I groan, deep, and I come.
As we come together in a pile, the crazy woman reaches for my hand. As our fingers lock, our bodies surge and shudder. I hold her gorgeous body to mine.
