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She gasped. “Oh God! You feel so good!”
I had to pause for a moment, because the softness of her warm walls was threatening to take me out.
“Fuck me,” she begged. “Please . . .”
“I don’t want to fuck you,” I said, slowly thrusting into her. “I want to make love to you. I want you to feel it in your core, and I want you to enjoy every . . . fucking . . . moment.”
She wrapped her arms around my neck, clinging to me with bated breaths as I delivered long, deep strokes to her middle. With her legs locked around my waist, I locked an arm around her waist while gripping her ass with my free hand. Her sweet moans filled my ears as I slowly drilled her from below.
“That’s it, mama,” I praised her. “Take this shit. Coat this muthafucka. You so fucking wet for me.”
I slapped her ass, one cheek then the other.
“Mmmm, . . . this pussy so good to me, love. She been missing me?”
“Y-yes, . . . yes!”
“You missed me filling you up like this?”
“Yes! Fuck!”
“Is it good to you, baby?”
“So good. So fucking good.”
I chuckled. “I know. I got you leaking for a nigga. Making this pussy talk back to me. You hear that shit? You remember how much I loved the way you got wet for me? I know my pussy never got wet for another nigga like this, huh?”
She was panting heavily in my ear as she took every stroke. Neha loved when I talked her through it, and I loved to praise her. The more I spoke to her, the wetter she got.
“Give me those nipples,” I demanded.
She palmed the back of my head and fed me one of the hardened buds. I licked it, then sucked it between my lips with a moan.
“Mmmm.”
“Baby!” She whined as I took hold of the other one.
Lifting my head, I bit my lip as I grabbed ahold of her neck and pounded into her. Her head dropped back, and I gave her neck a squeeze, forcing it back up.
“Don’t you dare fucking look away. Eyes. On. Me. Take it.”
She began thrusting her hips to meet me, mouth wide open.
I smirked. “That’s it. Good girl. Fuck! You taking me so good, Neha. You gon’ cum for me?”
She nodded.
“Use your words, mama.”
“Yes. I wanna cum for you. Can I cum for you?”
“You want my permission, baby?”
“Please. Can I cum? Make me cuuuum!”
“I love the way you beg for it. Go on and give it to me. You better make it good too.”
As if all her pussy needed was my permission, she came hard, squirting a waterfall all over me and the shower floor. She came so hard that tears sprang from her eyes. As her walls throbbed around me, I released everything I had into her, damn near causing my knees to buckle.
