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“That’s it baby, take me in, suck me dry.”I know I’m not going to last long as I pump in and out of her small mouth, loving how she sucks my dick.“God, I’ve missed you and your mouth.I love you so much, baby.”I unleash and thrust my hips faster into her willing mouth.It doesn’t take but maybe five more pumps, and my balls draw up tight against the base.“Take it, Saylor.Take every drop.”I push her all the way down on my cock and hold her there, as rope after rope of thick cum shoots out and down her throat.
When I’ve depleted every bit of cum, she sits back on her haunches and wipes the corners of her mouth with a goofy grin.My breathing is coming out in sharp pants, making me light headed, but I can’t help the smile surging from my face.Did that really just happen?This feels like the many dreams I’ve lived off of over the last few years.
Saylor gets back into her previous position and opens back up for me.
“My turn,” she sings, and touches her big tits.“Can you do that thing that your tongue always does?”I’m going to hell for this but what a way to go.
I dive down between her thighs, and nuzzle her pussy with my face as I coat it with her juices.She tastes even better than I remember.I lick, kiss, nibble and bite all over her lower lips and clit.She’s bucking under my mouth as she thrashes her hands on the bed.I move one hand and reach out for her tit and give it a squeeze.She’s bigger than before the pregnancy and I love it.I love everything that it has done to her body.If it’s possible, she’s even more perfect.
“Ah, I’ve missed your tongue!”Saylor moans as her hips try to push up farther into my mouth, but I hold her down.
I know she’s on the edge of coming, and I can’t seem to slow myself to make this last longer as my mouth attacks her.With my other hand, I slide a finger into her soaked channel as she clamps down on me.I work in a second finger and if it’s possible, she’s just as tight as she was before, if not tighter.Focusing on her clit, I get to working my tongue when her legs stiffen and she screams down the house with my name on her lips.Mine!
In the heat of the moment, she snaps her head up from the bed and gives me a serious look.
Fuck!I knew I shouldn’t have done this.
I shift from gulping up all her juices to my knees.My dick is telling me to shut the fuck up and dive in, but I need her to slow down.She’s had a lot to drink tonight, and I think she’s still in a foggy stage.
“Levi,” she gasps, and pulls me closer to her so that we’re side by side.
She trails her hands over my shoulder, as if she’s inspecting me.Saylor touches the metal around my neck that holds her wedding rings.She stares at it for the longest time, then gently puts them down.I watch as she caresses each of my burn marks from the car bomb with her petal soft lips, and it makes my body shake.No one has touched me in years, and she is setting me on fire, making me ache to mold her to me and never let her go from my side ever again.
Her fingers trace over the scars where the doctors had to go in and stop the internal bleeding to save my life.From what the reports show, it was a miracle that I survived.
“Are these from the bomb?”Her eyes have turned sad, and lost their orgasmic bliss.
“Yes,” I answer, but she doesn’t lift her head to look at me.
Finally, she comes further down to my lower stomach where I have two new scars that are the newest to the collection.
“Crash?”She gives a questioning look, noticing that they are newer than the other ones.
“No.”Do I want to tell her about them tonight?
“What are they from?They look like they happened not too long ago.”
“They happened eight months ago.”
“Eight months ago?Levi, they look worse than the other burns.What happened?”
“I’ll tell you, but I have to tell you something else first,” I say and she sits up straight and crosses her legs Indian style, leaving her naked body open and on display.I grab the small blanket at the end of the bed and cover her.There is no way I’d be able to focus on this if she is that exposed.I cover myself with a plush blanket to help focus on what I need to tell her.
“First, I want to tell you that you were 100% right about Blaire,” I start, and see her cringe at that bitch’s name.What a way to ruin a sexual moment, than to say that trolls name.“Everything you ever said about her was spot on.The morning before we had our epic fight at the restaurant, I went to see her at the police station.She tried to get me to help her and when she finally told me what she was in for, it hit me like a ton of bricks.”I sigh and continue.“She had records and photos of everyone and every little detail.She kept files on all her clients and who she set up.Some of the photos were of underage kids.”
“That bitch!”She yells, and clenches her hands into fists like she’s ready to punch someone.“Boy, I’d like to get my hands on her and choke the ever-loving snot out of her.”Saylor cups her hands together, making the choking visual as if she were doing it right there.
“The line is a mile long but no one got their chance.”
“What do you mean?I’m sure between you and my dad there are some resources that will help make her prison stay very uncomfortable.”
Christ, she doesn’t know.
“Saylor, Blaire is dead.She died in a jail cell at the police station, waiting for her trial to begin.”
“What?How?”I can see some of the haziness from her drunken stupor becoming clearer.
“She apparently hung herself with the bedding or something.”I still have my doubts about it being a suicide, but could care less.
