Page 432 of S is for SEX

His fingers slowly slid out, and he blew lightly.

His wet finger touched my chin. I raised my head from the floor, opened my mouth, took his fingers in, and began sucking them slowly.

Oh God.

Tongue.

His tongue.

His tongue began to flick against my clit. His left hand cupped my breast. Pinching. He’s pinching. He began pinching my nipple.

His tongue circling my clit, he pressed his chin hard between my legs. The pressure was an odd intensity against my pussy. His stubble was aggravating yet pleasurable. He lifted his chin and his tongue began to lick the length of my pussy. The manner that he was licking was again, predictable. I could foresee each stroke of his tongue just before he licked me.

Keep doing that....

Right.

There.

I pressed his fingers hard with my tongue as I sucked them. His tongue pressing deeper as he licked, I arched my back. As my butt came up from the floor, I lightly bit down on his fingers and I came.

I sucked his fingers harder.

And.

I came again.

I pushed my pussy against his face. He pulled his fingers from my mouth and placed his hand on my left shoulder. His fingers stopped pinching my nipple and his hand slowly worked its way to my right shoulder. He lifted his mouth from my pussy.

No…

He kissed his way up my torso.

His mouth.

Soft, soft kisses. Our lips touching, his tongue met mine. Soft and intense, we kissed. I wanted desperately to moan. I raised my head, and pressed my mouth against his. As we kissed, he squeezed my shoulders with his hands.

As we kissed, I could smell him. His cologne. I felt his cock against my thigh.

I wanted him inside of me.

He moved his hand from my left shoulder. I felt him raise his hips, and I felt his hand between my legs. His finger slid back and forth along my pussy lips. I was so wet.

Oh God.

Slow, go slow.

Slowly, he slid his entire length into me. His hands on the floor beside me, his chest barely touching mine, he began to work his hips back and forth, forcing himself in and out of my wetness. As he pressed in deep, he raised his hips, grinding himself against my clit. Once again, rhythmically, he began a predictable motion. Like music, he fucked me.

In and out. In and out. In and out. His cock filling me, stretching. God, it felt so good feeling his muscular body against me, being full of him. In and out his cock worked slowly.

His chest against mine. Mmmmm.

His lips.

We kissed. His tongue circled my lips, licking the outside of them lightly.

In and out. In and out.

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