She nods again.
Fuck, yeah.
I pick up my cadence, hitting the back of her throat every single time.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
The pressure inside me builds up like a storm, pushing me towards the edge of the cliff, and I keep pulling back, pulling back, pulling back, because I don’t want this to end.
I fuck her mouth without mercy.
She takes it without complaining.
She takes me in deep. Eye-popping deep.
My heart batters thunderously against my rib cage with every forceful thrust.
I can hardly breathe.
I’m having a fucking heart attack.
I’m going to die thirty-five thousand feet high in the sky.
My hands are shaking when I pull my cock from her silky, smooth lips.
“Open wide.” The urgency to come is overpowering.
She does.
She even sticks out her tongue without being asked.
With trembling legs, I pump between her lips one last time.
My balls draw up and my cock twitches on her tongue before I explode.
Oh, shit.
Oh, fuck.
Oh, kitten.
OhmyfuckingGod.
My vision clouds and I go temporarily blind. I throw my head back, unable to contain my climactic cries as I shoot my hot cum down her throat like a power hose.
I lower my head to admire my handiwork through hooded eyes.
Like a good girl, Michaela swallows every last spurt.
Damn that woman’s mouth.
If we weren’t already married, I’d have to ask for her hand in marriage.
My heart is pumping louder than a drum, my chest heaving hard as I attempt to regulate my breathing.
Fuck that was intense.
Reaching out, I caress her cheek.
