“Good girl,” her pupils blow wide hearing my praise.
“Get them wet, so I can fuck you with them.” My voice sounds guttural. My dick primes as she obeys so prettily.
Eyes wide, she watches as I make quick work of undressing her.
“Since you ruined my dinner, I assume you have no problem offering your fat ass pussy as tribute,”I murmur.
Taking my seat, I draw her thick thighs over my shoulder and bury my face in her fat, juicy pussy.
Spreading her lips, I delve my tongue into her, lapping up the sweet nectar already coating the hottest part of her.
“Damn, girl,” I groan, loving the taste of her. Her whimpers spur me on, as I make it my mission to devour my wife.
Soft, yet firm fingers grip my shoulders, then find their way into my hair where they grip me, trying to hold me steady.
She needn’t worry. There could be a seven-point-five earthquake and I wouldn’t stop eating this pussy. Every delectable inch of her is mine, and it is my mission to make her know it, irrevocably.
Tugging her clit into my mouth, I suck and lave it until she’s writhing and fucking my face like she’s trying to smother me. Again, I’d gladly die if it means this is where I would meet my end.
“Ohmygoodness,”she keens, her body aching like she’s been struck by lightening.
Slowing the licks until they become kisses, I let her come back to earth.
Gathering the chopsticks, I slide them over her pussy lips until they are wedged on either side of her still turgid clit.
Fascinated, I work her like an instrument. Applying pressure as I tease and torment her back into a frenzy. “So fucking pretty, becoming my meal,” I murmur, as her body meets each stroke of the sliver sliding against her slick flesh.
I love that she doesn’t shy away but gives herself over to my depraved ministrations.
Moving them rapidly, I vibrate her with them until she bows again. My name on her lips.
She’s even sweeter when I lick her clean this time.
“I think I’ll keep them.” Tucking the utensils into my samurai knot, I quirk a smile as I rise above her, watching the way her eyes round.
My dick is hot and rigid when I take it out. Giving it a hard squeeze, I coat the head with come that pearls there.
Positioning her legs over my shoulders, push in, not stopping until I bottom out. A silent cry forms on her lips as she takes me.
Holding her steady, I set a ruthless pace. She can find no purchase. The angle I purposefully hold her in ensures that she is at my mercy.
“Look how well you’re taking me, vicious one. See how your body keeps betraying you?” I’m proud she doesn’t try to hide from me. She doesn’t look away or shy away from what I’m doing.
“That’s it take this motherfucker you tried to run from.”
She takes me and every powerful thrust of my hips.
Her arms cast wide. Her hands a smear with my blood.
I drop her legs and hold her throat. “You still have murder in your eyes, little killer.” I squeeze, and her pupils blow wide.She bites her lips, moaning her pleasure, opening her legs wider to take everything I have to give.
“Fuccck, yes.” I praise. My dick seems like it’s getting harder. “I may let you try to kill me again.”
“I-I wasn’t.” She gasps.
“What?” I don’t stop.
She grabs my wrist as I pound into her. Her words come out staccato.
