“Fuck.” Rolling her hips with a needy sound. She swallows my finger, gripping it with a tight pussy that has me leaking from my tip.
“That’s my girl. Look at that slick cunt taking me so well.” I shove her sweater up and rub my thumb across her left nipple and then the right. Fresh cream coats my fingers, and her hips move faster. “Do you like it when I play with your tits?” I roll the hard beads between my fingers.
Her cheeks flush, and her lids lower as she catches her rhythm.
I tug her nipple. Flexing around my finger, she yells. I continue stimulating her, noting her shaky breaths and quivering walls.
“You close, baby?” I rasp.
“Yes.” I pull my finger from her. “Not yet.”
“Cutter,” she whines.
“Look at me,” I demand.
Her blurry eyes focus on me. I slip the finger into my mouth as the taste of ripe fruit and musky honey dances along my tastebuds. Sucking it clean, I pull it out with a pop.
“Open.” I press two fingers into her mouth. “Suck.”
She complies, and I hum my approval.
“See how good you taste?”
I remove my fingers and plunge two into her sloppy pussy. Angling my fingers, I curl them, pumping fast and deep as she twitches. Her walls tighten, and I pull out. Her scream echoes in the room. I drop to my knees and latch onto her clit, sending her over the edge. Bucking, she gushes in my mouth, I swallow her down, basking in the wails as she pulls at my hair and fucks my face with abandon. I continue to eat her as she comes down, then I move away, licking my lips. I kiss her slightly rounded belly and stand, tearing off her sweater. Popping the clasp of her bra, I slide it down her arms and run my hand over her smooth flesh.
“Let’s move. I want you comfortable when I tease you.” Lifting her, I toss her over my shoulder, smacking her ass as I walk toward the bedroom.
She squirms, rubbing her wetness on my t-shirt. I toss her onto my bed inside my room and strip out of my clothing. Grasping her ankle, I pull her to the edge of my bed. Spreading her legs wide, I part her lips and lick a path up her cleft. I circle her sensitive clit with my tongue.
She bucks off the bed, clutching the sheets. “Cutter.”
I nip at her inner thigh.
“Please.”
“Please, what?”
“I need more.” I flatten my tongue and caress her clit and add two fingers, stretching her. “Please. Please. Please.” She tightens her thighs around my head. I pin her legs down, continuing to enjoy my feast. Shaking, she yields, giving me her sticky sweet nectar as she tries to rip the hair from my scalp.
“Cutter, please. I need…” Half sobbing, she begs so sweetly.
“Tell me what you need, pretty girl.”
“Your cock. I want you to fuck me,” Nadia screams, breathing hard,
“I was waiting for you to ask. Spread those pretty lips and give me those eyes.”
Reaching down, she parts her lips to reveal the slick pink insides, and I stroke myself, smearing my come around the head. Kneeling on the bed between her legs, I coat myself in her slick, nudging her clit, teasing her entrance as I slowly rock against her.
“Cutter.” Her throaty plea has me pausing at her entrance.
“You ready to take my cock, baby?”
She nods. I push in slightly. “You know I need the words.”
“Come inside me, Cutt—.”
I slam home.