Page 36 of The Naughty List

“I will. I just hope it’s not too much for you.”

“It won’t be.”

I sound so sure of myself, staring right back at him, because Iamso sure of myself.

I feel more blood pooling as it leaks out of me, so I use the opportunity to rub my wet panties, spreading more wetness down my thighs.

My client drops into a crawl on the mattress and takes hold of my legs. His tongue feels divine as he laps his way up my inner thigh, and I can’t believe this is hot, but it is. It really fucking is. I’ve always counted it as a curse that I get so horny on my period, not a blessing, but things are about to change this evening.

He licks one thigh clean, with long wet sweeps, moaning with every one of them. I’m tingling like crazy as he makes his way to my crotch, but he switches before he reaches my panties, turning his attention to my other thigh instead. He wasn’t joking when he said he liked period play. He’s licking his lips like he’s in a five-star restaurant, savouring every taste.

The taste of blood from my sopping wet pussy.

His mouth gets more desperate as he climbs, his hands tight on my knees as he pins my legs flat. I know what’s coming, and I urge him on, taking hold of the back of his head.

“Eat my pussy, please,” I whimper. “I need it so bad, I could scream.”

“We’re on the same page on that.”

He buries his face right in my crotch, slavering like a man gone insane. His whole face rubs against the dirty, wet lace, with his mouth open wide, and he’s grunting like a fucking bear.

I tip my head back, eyes closed as I revel in the feeling. I can smell myself, dark and metallic, and it’s beyond crazy to hear how much he’s enjoying it. He tugs the crotch of my panties away from my pussy and grips the fabric in his teeth, sucking so hard that I can hear his breaths through his nose.

“Delicious,” he says when he’s sucked them clean.

I’m ready to beg for his mouth back on my pussy, but I don’t need to. He tugs my panties off and teases my wide-open slit with the tip of his tongue, swirling just a little around my clit before pulling away.

“Tease,” I say, with a dirty laugh.

Time to tempt him beyond restraint.

I push down through my pelvis with everything I have, and he groans loud, working his dick in his hand.

“You’d better be saving your cock for where I need it,” I tell him. “You want it in my wet, streaming pussy, don’t you?”

He smiles, but he doesn’t look up at me. His eyes are fixed on the mess between my legs. I wonder if it’s pooling on the plastic sheeting.

“Don’t worry, my cock’s going to be right the way inside you when I come,” he says.

“Good. That’s a relief.”

“I want some other things inside you first, though.”

“Be my guest. Your wish is my command.”

His wishismy command. It’s becoming so easy to say it now. It’s becoming so easy tofeelit.

User 319’s fingers splay me open as I clench and push, clench and push to keep the river flowing. I’m pushing hard when he slips his fingers inside me, and it feels so good that I have to moan.

“Fuck, I’m so sensitive,” I tell him and it spurs him on.

He squirms his fingers around and it sounds so dirty wet, it’s incredible. He brushes his thumb against my clit, and I grip the sticky, hot sheets, aching for more.

“You really do like this, don’t you?” he asks.

I can’t hold back a grin. “I’m pretty sure you can tell I’m being serious.”

“A load of girls aren’t, you know. A lot of them just lie there for the money, pretending they’re horny until I’ve had my fill.”

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