Page 30 of Next Level

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I can’t take my eyes off all the details, the branches winding down her hips to her core.

Beautiful.

I breathe out, “Christ, you’re beautiful.”

I lean up on my elbows as she moves up the bed completely naked, with her wild curls springing around her face.

Sexy as fuck.

Confident. I love it.

I lick my lips.

She grabs my jeans and, with one tug, yanks them down. With nothing on underneath, my guy pops free, showing her his mighty girth.

Now she’s the one licking her lips.

Instantly, she engulfs my cock, and I collapse back onto the bed.

Jesus Christ. I shouldn’t be doing this. But, fuck, she feels so right.

“My God, Blossom,” I moan.

When she hums in agreement, I almost shoot my wad inside her mouth.

She’s perfect.

All thoughts of my daughter are gone now, and everything about this woman consumes me. I watch her curls fly around as she works me good. I grip a handful of soft, silky curls.

My Blossom.

I growl, “Where have you been all my life?”

Cherry moans in response, giving me her eyes, taking me deeper.

“Fuck yes.” I close my eyes and drop my head back. “God, yes.”

Gripping my balls, she does some kind of tongue action, and I lose it completely, bucking off the bed and coming down her throat. There was no warning. I just came hard and fast, but she took it like a champ.

After a few more pumps, she withdraws my cock and wipes her face. Cherry starts kissing her way up my body, which makes me hard again.

So many thoughts start running through my head.

Best blowjob ever.

I’m a horrible father.

God, she feels good.

I need to stop.

Best blowjob ever.

I’m a bad father.

I need to taste her.

I should stop.

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