Page 40 of Primo DeLuca

“Fuck, that feels good,” I whispered, enjoying the way she was pleasing me.

When she used her hands and gave my dick maximum attention by taking it deeply into her mouth, working her tongue along the bottom of my tightly stretched shaft, my damn toes curled tight enough to make my bones crack.

“Fuck. Don’t stop. Take it all in. Shit. Yes!”

The explosion of pleasure hit so hard that I jerked up off the bed before I fell into a blissfully orgasmic state of mind, strong enough to make my heart jump in my chest. When my head stopped floating, all I could do was lie there and blink. I didn’t feel bad about coming so damn fast because my dick was already reclaiming its hard, authoritative stance.

A newfound energy kicked in and I sat up in a rush, helping her out of her shirt and licking my lips at the sight of her sizable round tits. My eager hand stroked down the center of her chest until I was at my boxers that she wore. A hard yank and pull had me zipping them down her legs and off of her so swiftly, she glanced down and back up at me with a big O of surprise on her face.

“Center of the bed. On your back. Now!” I growled, loving how her eyes lit up at my demand. She moved swiftly, scooting up and shifting her body into position.

“Open those sexy legs. Let me see.”

Her legs fell apart with ease, her flower parting like a curtain opening to reveal the grand prize. Her lips were plump and beautiful, the perfect petals that encircled her bud. The sight of it peeking out had my mouth watering and me swallowing back the explosion of lust threatening to consume me.

Her hand ran along her squirming body, her fingers fondling her perky left tit and squeezing her taut, dark brown nipple before she lowered her dancing fingers across her stomach.

“Stop,” I called out.

Her middle finger was extended and sat at the apex of her sex. She wasn’t cognizant of what she was about to do, but it pleased me to see that she wasn’t afraid to touch herself.

“This is my pussy now,” I told her, sending a roving eye along her naked body. “You have to ask me for permission to touch from now on.”

I climbed over one of her splayed legs while her head shook in a quick and obedient nod.

“Lie back and relax while I show you how good I treat my pussy.”

My heavy but slow hands slid under the backs of her thighs, lifting her legs higher and spreading her open further. Her nectar seeped, coating her lips and making her pearl sparkle. The sight and the scent she produced formed a mix that enticed me to lick my lips while my nostrils flared. Never in my life had a woman smelled so damn good and had a pussy so visually mouthwatering, I salivated for a taste.

I was unaware that I was lowering my mouth to her pussy the entire time until the shadow of her open legs cast against my vision. My tongue met her lips, which were warm and succulent and the first hit of her flavor on my tongue was a divine intoxication. I couldn’t get enough of her, lapping up her juices with well-placed licks and sucking kisses.

While my mouth and tongue worked, I memorized her every tantalizing response. The pleasing way her moans teased my eardrums. The way her inner thighs worked to thrust her soaked pussy at my face. The way she teased, pinched, and twisted one of her nipples between her fingers while she fisted the covers with her other hand. The way her sparkling-sweet taste lit up my taste buds and caused me to lick faster and harder to savor every last drop of her flavor. The sight of our entrancing swirl...

Damn!

Her moans grew more intense and her breathing erratic, every breath chased by a throaty moan of pleasure. She came fast, hard and screaming my name, her pussy quivering against my tongue and her body dancing in uncontrolled delight.

“Oh. Primo! Yes, Primo, yes!”

After I tongue-stroked her with light flicks back to reality, I glanced up to find her covering her face with one hand.

“Sorry, it’s been a while.”

“You have nothing to be sorry about because we are going to see about keeping you on a steady regimen of orgasms until one or both of our bodies decides to stop working.”

Her eyes went wide, but it wasn’t fear flashing in her glazed-over glint. She nodded, flashing me a cute smirk that enticed my grin to surface.

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