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Just gotta make sure I don’t tell him that by accident. It would totally send the wrong message.

Fortunately, he’s focused on developing a rhythm of strokes within my body, growling and grunting while he pumps his hips against me, fucking me deeper and harder with everysmack smack smackof his hips against mine.

“Uhh baby, take it,” he breathes, grabbing me by the waist and dragging me to my knees. “Take this big cock.”

“Oh… ohhfuck,Diablo. Fuck it… Fuck my pussy.”

“I love this wet pussy, baby. You’re gushing for me, love. Leaking everywhere for Daddy?”

“Mmmyesss.”

He reaches around to run his fingers over the front of my panties, and I throb at his touch, pulsing out even more sticky arousal.

“Mmm lemme taste it, chica mala.”

He stuffs his fingers inside my panties and rubs my head while thrusting into me from behind, jamming his cock into my spot over andover. I jerk and pulse more, onto his fingers. Taking them away, he stuffs them into his mouth. I whine, and he groans.

“You are so delicious, sweet girl,” he croons, voice uneven with how hard he’s fucking into me. “I could lick up that sugar all day every day.” He grabs my face and kisses me, feeding his tongue between my lips. “I wanna lick your pussy again, baby. Can I lick you when I’m done? Suck my cum out of your hot little hole when it’s all used up and slippery?”

“Uhhhfuckohmygod,” I cry into his mouth. “Diablo… Ivory… I’m…”

“Getting close, my baby?”

I nod, body winding up fast. Faster than I thought it would. Although, I should have known. I’ve been secretly craving this fuck foryears.

“Me too, sexy thing,” he purrs. “Such a needy puta… wet cunt stroking Daddy’s big cock… gonna suck the cum out.”

“Si…por favor…”

“God, Angelito, I’veneverfucked a cunt as sweet as yours… Baby, no one feels like you do. The best fuck of mylife, pajarito.”

Our synchronized breaths and grunts frame his praising words, the slapping of his skin against mine, the wet stroking, all noises guiding me closer. His hands are all over me, gripping my chest from behind. He yanks my top down and palms my chest, flicking his thumb over my nipple piercing.

Biting my neck, sucking my flesh, his hand covers mine, bringing it below my waist. He guides my fingers under my crown, showing me how to touch like he does.

“Rub your clit, baby,” he whispers in my ear. “Like this… Feel how wet it is? So slippery while I’m fucking you.”

“D-deeper…”

“Want me deeper?” He grunts, slamming in and pulling out. “Harder? Who fucks you right, baby love?”

“Y-you do,” I weep. “You, Diablo. You’re the only…one, fuck, I’m gonna come.”

“Come for me, Angel. Let me feel you…”

The world spins and topples, in a bed of roaring flames. Surrounded by flowers and birds and brass, I come apart for el diablo.

Coming coming comingon his big, evil, perfectly masterful dick. It brushes that sensitive spot, over and over, and it’s almost too much. But it’s amazing, and I’m crumbling, crying.

Sobbing into his mouth. “Ohh…fffuck, Ivory… Papi, God, I’m coming so…sohard.”

“Yea? Coming on my cock…”

“Coming… on… your… cock…”

“That’s it, sweet Angel. Come on me. Come all over me…Yes, baby, give it to me.”

This feels detrimental. Because I’malive. For maybe the first time ever, I’m awake and alive andso fucking high.