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She finally fumbles open my belt and tugs at my zipper. My cock springs out and points straight at her like a homing pigeon. Her mouth quirks up.

“So…are you happy to see me?”

My fingers tangle in her soft crimson curls, tugging at her head until her plush lips are pressed against the head of my dick. “So very happy that I might die if you don’t touch me.”

Her lips open and wrap around my cock and my breath grows heavy, my whole body going taut. “Oh my god, Kins. That feels so good.”

Her warm breath and soft tongue caress the head of my dick like she’s sucking on a lollipop and my eyes roll back in my head, a zip of electricity rolling down my spine and settling right in my groin.

“That is amazing.” Her tongue teases me and then she pulls off and draws her tongue up. And then down. Up and down she licks and pulls at me as her hand reaches down and cradles my heavy balls.

“That’s enough, baby. Or I’m going to come down that pretty throat. And there’s no way that I want that. I want my first time coming with a woman to be in your sweet pussy.”

I push her back and then tug and pull at her black leggings until I’ve got them halfway down her curvy legs. Her panties are next. And then she’s bare to my eyes. Pale and pretty and crowned with the perfect red curls.

My eyes are locked on her pussy like it’s a homing beacon. “You are so beautiful. More perfect than anything I’ve ever seen.” I lean over and drink in that sweet, womanly scent that is uniquely her.

“Kins?”

“Please touch me, Landon. Don’t make me wait anymore.”

I crave her more than anything on this earth. My tongue reaches out and runs along the smooth, soft curves of her lowerlips. Her honey dribbles across my tongue and I can’t stop. I’ll never stop.

My mouth and teeth and tongue taste her, nibbling at her, dragging along her seam until her plush hips writhe and she’s moaning into her hands as she covers her lips.

“Oh god,” she moans.

I suction my mouth over her pussy and suckle until she’s moaning so loud that even her hands can’t cover all of the sounds.

My tongue traces along her smooth walls and then my teeth latch onto her clit, razing it lightly until she goes taut as the line of a bow. Then she comes apart on my tongue and I can’t swallow her juices fast enough. I drain her of every last drop and then move up to cover her lips with my own, groaning and pushing my aching cock into her belly.

“Please, Landon. Please. Take me. Claim me. It’s been so long.”

“I’m going to, Kins.”

I stand up and tug off all my clothes so fast that I don’t even know where they went. I don’t care.

All I care about is the sweet woman with the shimmering silver eyes staring at me like I’m her whole world.

I come down across her and my cock pushes at her lower lips. Her warmth envelops me and sucks me inside her so slowly that I can’t breathe.

“Kinsey, I love you. You’re perfect.”

“Then stop taking so long and just take me,” she growls.

I pull my hips back and then slam inside her. Her walls close around me and I’m in heaven.

“You’re so soft and warm. So damn perfect,” I growl.

“Move,” she groans. “Don’t stop moving.”

In and out. Over and over. Again and again until the buzz in my balls has them tightening. Until I’m fighting not to come too soon.

“I want to make it good for you. I need to…”

“You need to move. Faster. Harder. Please. Please make me come. I need you.”

Fire runs into my body and settles into my belly. My balls draw up tight and I drive into her wet, willing body. Harder. Faster. Until she’s being driven up the bed by my thrusts.