Page 63 of Rules Of Engagement: St. Louis
“Yes.”
“Well, allow me to show my appreciation.”
I spread her out on the table, tossed her legs over my shoulders, and dropped my face between her thighs. “Such a pretty pussy,” I murmured, licking across her lightly, teasing, savoring the moment before I inhaled her. I let my tongue go first, deep diving between her flesh and my mouth followed, sucking her up like a freeze pop.
“Oooooooh…” she moaned and twitched.
I held her down, my hands clutching her waist, branding my fingerprints there to keep her from escaping. Then it was on. My tongue surfed as I sucked and dined on Naomi like she was my last meal.
She was delicious, and I drowned in her flavor, suspended on a high.
“Ssssssss…..” Naomi hissed and grabbed my head, bucking against my mouth, and I enjoyed every second of it.
I flicked my tongue across her clit, over and over, sucked her deep, covered the full width of her thick pussy, and slurped her up repeatedly.
“Mmmmmmm,” I hummed, starved for every ounce she gave as she dripped all over my tongue.
“Baby, oh!” Her hands gripped my head. “I’m going to cum, oh!”
She was thrashing against my mouth, and my grip tightened as I sucked and she pumped, then squirted and jerked.
“Shit! Oooooh!”
I rose to my feet with my dick in my hand, slapped her pussy twice, saw her vibrate from my whip, then slid into her essence with a fervent plunge.
“Ooooou!”
“Grrrrrgggggggh…”
She grappled for something to grab as I slid in and out of her soaking wet pussy. I anchored her ass in the palms of my hands and sank my fingers in her flesh, banging her deep, as she fought the air.
“Christian!”
“Mmhmm…”
“Fuck, this big ass dick!”
“Should I stop?”
“You better fuckin’ not! Oh!”
Her hands landed on her stomach as I wrestled her insides like a WWE smackdown that had her bucking, and profanity dropping from her lips. Our bodies burned as we collided, the stings from our flesh like battering whips the harder I plunged.
“Shit — Fuck!” we shouted.
“I’m gonna, oh!” Naomi was trembling again, and I knew she would come.
I pulled out of her, and she gasped, her eyes growing wide. Lifting her, I walked her to the next room and bent her over a chaise lounge chair. I slipped my hand around her neck and lifted her thigh with my other hand.
“Don’t cum until I tell you to, Naomi. Do you understand?”
“Yes!”
I dragged my curving dick against her pussy. “Are you sure you understand?”
“Yes! Just give me the dick now!”
“Say please.”
