It’s not exactly what I’m looking for but it’s true. I step up to her and widen my stance as she leans forward and pulls my dick down her throat, so deep her nose brushes against my abdomen.
“Fuck Laney.” I hiss as I reach down and pull my balls since her hands are bound behind her back. “One more.”
The delicious torture of dragging this out to get her to admit how amazing she is has my heart pouding in rhythm with my throbbing erection.
She’s panting when I pull out and the rise and fall of her perfect chest in the red lace dress is intoxicating.
“What else Laney?”
“I, umm,” she stutters, “I like my hair.”
“This?” I ask as I reach around and gather the loose golden strands in my fist. I bend down as I pull her hair taught and her chin rises sharply. “I fucking love this hair Princess. Open.”
She opens her mouth and I hold her hair as she sucks me deeper and harder, making my balls tighten and spine tingle.
“You want my cum Laney?”
She nods with my cock between her lips.
“In your mouth or in your perfect pussy.”
Laney pulls back just enough to beg, “pussy.”
I release her hair and it falls around her shoulders. I reach around and pull the band off her wrists before placing a hand on her hip and moving her up the bed. The hem of her dress slides up her thighs as I lift it to her waist, revealing her perfect pink core to me.
“Are you proud of this cunt Laney?”
“Yes.”
“Proud of the way it has captivated me?”
“Yes.”
“Proud of how it tastes?”
“Yes.”
“Show me.”
“How?”
I guide her fingers down through her folds, coating them in her arousal, then I lift them to her lips. “Suck.”
Laney’s eyes flutter closed and my mouth waters.
“My turn.” I dip my head and pull her swollen clit between my lips.
“Oh shit.” Laney curses as she tries to roll her hips away from the sensation.
I plant my hands on her inner thighs to keep her open, and pinned to the bed. “Be a good girl and let me feast on this perfect pussy.”
“Fuck, oh fuck. Yes.” She mumbles as I devour her.
Moments later her hips are bucking and I press my face between her legs harder.
“Miguel, ohmygods, I can’t, it’s too much.”
Instead of telling her to take it I lick her harder until her arousal soaks my face. I lift and lick my lips and watch her chest heave and her stomach hollow out with her exhales.
