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pleasure.
    Painfully slow, she pulled away from his cock and her lips
popped off the head. She swirled her tongue under the rim, keeping her stare
fixated on his eyes. Then she feathered her tongue down his shaft, up and down,
licking him into wild sensations. Moving down farther, she licked each ball
before pulling one testicle into her mouth to give it a suck.
    A deep groan rose from his chest as he watched her sucking
on his testicles and stroking his shaft, wet from her saliva. After her mouth
left his balls, she ran her tongue back up him in one long, hard lick.
    At the tip, she flicked the slit and he all but saw stars.
Her hand moved in light strokes, barely touching him. When she drew him into
her mouth, lowering down, he grabbed that silky head of hair. He couldn’t take
much more of this. It’d been too long since he had a woman sucking him. Even
his ex Sherri-Lynn never sucked him like this.
    This chick didn’t just suck cock, she loved to suck
cock. She wasn’t doing this to give him pleasure, she did it because it fed a
part of her, just like it had him to watch her blow. Each suck of her lips
against the tip was done with precision. Every time she trailed her fingernails
up and down his thighs added a level of sensations that nearly dropped the
floor out from under him.
    With one hand continuing to trail a path up his leg, she ran
those nails over his stomach, and her other hand followed her mouth on his
shaft. Up and down her head moved, those stunning eyes staying on his seductively.
    That was, until something about her changed. A focused
nature that made her eyes twinkle, and with a wink at him, she dropped her
gaze.
    In one second, she went from that teasing nature to a woman
on a mission. She pulled in her cheeks around his cock, gave a moan that hummed
across his hard flesh then started fucking him with her mouth.
    She bobbed her head with a speed calling to his orgasm. Her
hand pumped his shaft in the same rhythm she set with her lips. He widened his
stance, overwhelmed by the friction she caused and gave a guttural groan,
nearly going cross-eyed from the pleasure she forced upon him. Her hand moved
from going up and down to swirling around as if giving him an Indian burn, but
this didn’t hurt, it fucking blew his mind.
    When he hardened further, she apparently realized his
closeness and brought her mouth back up to the tip where she sucked on it as if
that motion alone would milk the cum from him. Her hand trailing his stomach
joined the one on his dick and using both, she jerked him off as if this woman
had stamina that would never end. Her gaze returned to his and he became lost
in her eyes.
    He swiped the hair away from her face, cupped her cheeks and
allowed her the right to control this moment. He didn’t thrust his hips, as much
as he craved to. She wanted his cum and he’d allowed her draw it out of him.
While he loved to hold the power, he’d be a fool if he didn’t realize that at
times, handing it over meant more pleasure for him.
    This was one of those times.
    Under her force, his erection became steel, causing the
lowest of moans to rise from his throat. His gaze wandered over those big tits.
The way they bounced made his groans louder. In response, she stopped sucking
his cock, continuing to move her hands in a way he could barely endure. That
grip, all that wetness, was equal to the tightest cunt he’d ever fucked. Her
mouth parted and she quickened her strokes. Her request was glaringly obvious.
    Fuck, yeah!
    Heat sped up his spine, and his hands fisted in her hair.
Her strokes increased so fast that his muscles tensed. He tipped his head back,
a wave of hot arousal flushing over him to near pain and her unforgiving
strokes built his orgasm to the highest intensity.
    “Are you going to come for me?” she purred.
    Lowering his head, he glanced back at her. Her hands worked
over him as if she wanted nothing less than for him to come all over her. “Open
your mouth.”
    “Give