Page 79 of S is for SEX

I lifted my mouth from her ear, pulled my cock halfway out, and shoved it back inside of her completely.

“Say it!”

“Uhhm.” She grunted. “Yours.”

“Each time it bottoms out, Jess. Each time. Tell me whose little pussy this is.”

I pulled out, closed my eyes, and slowly slid myself in until I hit bottom.

“Yours,” she bellowed.

I cleared my throat. “My what?”

“Your pussy.”

I had no idea if there was a heaven, and if there was I doubted I was going to receive a formal invitation to reside there when my life was over.

But if there was a heaven on earth, there was no doubt I had found it. And I was ten inches deep in it.

I gripped her waist in my hands, gazed down, and followed the curve of her back until my eyes were fixed on her little round ass.

I inhaled a deep breath and began to pound my way into her long-term memory.

“Your pussy.”

“Your…pussy.”

I watched my long thick shaft slide in and out of her tightness with each stroke. Seeing it disappear deep inside of her was a satisfying sight.

“Your. Fucking. Pussy.”

“Your pussy.”

“Your…Oh fuck.”

“Yes. Fuck it. It’s yours. Oh...”

The sound of our bodies slapping together filled the silent space between her screams. I felt my balls tighten.

“Your pussy.”

I continued to fuck her without reservation.

I stared down at her in wonder of what I had done in my life to be so deserving. I decided it was a fluke. A mistake. An accident. Some strange coincidence that brought us together, and eventually she would be taken from me.

Because I wasn’t worthy of such beauty.

“Your fucking pussy,” she grunted.

I could feel myself reaching climax. I reached around her waist with the intention of fingering her clit, only to find her hand between her legs doing just that. I wiped my index finger alongside her cock-filled pussy and soaked it with her juices.

She seemed to enjoy ass play, so I pushed my finger into her tight ass.

“Oh fuck yes,” she wailed. “That’s yours too.”

I felt her pussy contract. In response, I buried myself deep while I fingered her ass gently. Together, we reached climax. My balls felt like they exploded, and my mind went along with them, leaving me standing there a mindless vessel filled with emotion.

At that moment, my only concern was that she was happy. Nothing else mattered. Not diamonds. Or money. Not even Asian drug lords.

Yet.

I knew there was no way I could share with her how I felt.

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