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“Uh-huh,” he breathed, desperately humping my hand.“Stop teasing me.”

“But you said I could do whatever I want, no?”I asked, raising my brow and ignoring the way his eyes darkened.“You told me I could play with you.Use you, even.Was that all a lie?”

“No,” he answered quickly, shaking his head.“Fuck no.But just… please… take me in your mouth.Please.”

I could never tire of hearing him beg.

“Watch me,” I whispered, wrapping my lips around his cock and following his wish.

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My lips parted as I watched her soft, full lips wrap around the tip of my cock and suck.

“Fuck,” I gasped, the sensation making my toes curl, my stomach tightening with desire.Every gentle flick of her tongue, every languid glance from her dark eyes sent electric jolts through me.

Her hand moved gently over my shaft, gliding in perfect rhythm enough to tease me.

“K-Katie… slow dow—oh mmfh!” I moaned, my voice cracking as she took more of me inside the warm, wet heat of her mouth.

Her long lashes fluttered, eyes shutting in pleasure as her lips stretched around my length.She looked like a temptress from hell, sucking me off like she knew exactly what to do.

She didn’t need my help.At all.

Hell, I wasn’t sure I would last another second.

Her baggy tee shirt slipped off one shoulder, revealing flawless skin and generous cleavage that made my cock throb harder in her mouth.

Finally, she pulled back slightly, her eyes glassy.She took a deep breath and asked, “A-am I doing okay?”

Her sultry, uncertain voice went straight to my core.

I nodded, my throat tight.“Remove your T-shirt.”

She pulled back, crossing her arms and tugging the baggy shirt over her head, exposing her bare, perfectly round tits, her hard nipples poking the air.

My mouth watered, overwhelmed by the sight of how fucking sexy she looked.

“God… you’re perfect,” I said, cupping her jaw and leaning in to kiss her.

She seemed startled at first but melted into the kiss.“I thought men didn’t enjoy kissing during or after a blowjob,” she said softly when I pulled back.

I frowned.“Why wouldn’t I want to kiss you when you’re holding your breath just to pleasure me?”

“Makes sense,” she said, glancing at my cock.“I’d like to see you cum.”

Fuck me.If she kept smiling at my dick like that, I was going to combust.

I began to pump myself and said, “Please… do me the honor.”

She gladly obliged, leaning closer and taking me deeper, her lips warm.She held my hand, cradling it against the back of her head, allowing me to hold her hair.

This woman…

I kept clenching my thighs to keep the pleasure at bay, but it was useless when her other hand slid to my thigh, stroking slowly while her head bobbed in perfect rhythm over me.