Page 41 of The Marshal


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“Open wide, sexy.”Guiding my cock, I angle it towards her mouth, and it jerks when she reaches out her tongue.“Fuck me.”

I palm the wall with one hand as she takes just the head into her mouth.

I moan roughly, ecstatic to have her naked and underneath me again.

Caylee’s suction is perfect, and my eyes roll to the back of my head.I move an inch forward, giving her access to more of my shaft.Despite that, our position is useless, yet neither of us change.

I’m going to come in her mouth, on her face, on her tits but right now, I don’t care.I just want as much of my cock in her mouth as I can.Right.Fucking.Now.

Caylee shuffles, half sitting, sucking me further into her mouth.There will be no deep throating this time around, and I don’t even know if she would.She hasn’t before, but this is fucking awesome, so I have no complaints.

She strokes my cock and sucks tighter, taking me to the edge.“God yes, that.Keep...oh, fuck.Caylee.”

Her eyes flicker to mine and then back down to the job.I’m so close.Watching her with my thick cock shoved in her mouth is too much after all this time away from her.Dreaming of a moment like this.

A fireball builds in the base of my spine and shoots through to my balls.

I come.

Hard.

Taking control of my dick, I spill onto her outstretched tongue and keep stroking as I cover her tits.

It’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.

I run my fingers through my semen, rubbing it into her soft, dark olive skin.Then slide my hand between her legs and gently play with her sensitive wet flesh.

“I wanted to be inside you.”

The need to fill her is still powerful.Not to come, but to stake my claim once more.To remind her body who it wants.

When she tugs a handful of tissues from the nearby box, I accept them and wipe my dick.

I’m still hard.

I’m not done.

Moving, I take her thighs and lift them over my shoulders, lean in and suck on her folds.

“What are you doing?”she laughs, but it’s mostly shaky arousal I hear.

My dick hardens immediately, and I straighten, positioning it at her entrance.

Her smile fades.

“No, Jake.”

“I won’t come.”I press the tip in as sharp fingernails dig into my arm.

“Jake...”This time her voice is more begging.

I press in another inch.

I have to feel her pussy wrap around my cock.I need to fill this woman and know she belongs to me again.

“Remember how this feels,” I rasp.

“Yes, Jake.Oh god.”