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Both of her hands gripped my hair, and her hips rolled against my desk as I fucked her with my tongue. When I looked up at her, she was already watching me. I had to take my hand off my dick because looking at her almost sent me over the edge.

“Come here,” I said, pulling her down into my lap while pushing her shirt over her head.

“Wait,” she ordered, stopping me in my tracks as I reached around to remove her bra.

“You want me to stop?” I asked, silently praying that she said no.

“Leave my bra on.”

I shook my head. “Nah, I want to see all of you. I don’t care about this grandma shit you got on.”

“I’m breastfeeding. That’s why I have on a nursing bra.”

“Feed me,” I requested, pulling the straps of her bra down.

I kissed her neck while I finished undressing her. When I sat back and looked in her eyes for confirmation, she grabbed my face and kissed me again.

“Take this off,” she ordered, tugging at the hem of my shirt.

I snatched it off and tossed it before giving her body the attention it deserved. She was so beautiful sitting in my lap ass naked. Stretch marks covered her hips and stomach making me want to trace every one of them with my tongue. Her full breasts called to me louder than anything else. I loved titties, so I couldn’t resist.

Pushing her back against the desk, I dropped my head and covered one of her dark, chocolate nipples with my mouth. An atomic bomb detonated in my head when her milk coated my tongue. I wrapped my arms around her back, savoring the addictively sweet taste as I moved from one nipple to the other.

Her hands in my hair held my head in place as I got my fill. I had never in my life tasted a woman’s breast milk. Now I was so open I was thinking about buying this woman a mansion in the hills. I could only imagine how her pussy felt.

I was hooked on her, and it wasn’t even funny. It had to be drugs. No wonder little man was so chubby. I loved that shit. Precum leaked on my stomach as she grinded her wet pussy in my lap. What did she say when I asked her about marriage?

I wanted her on my dick, but I couldn’t make my brain tell my mouth to stop laving up the remnants of her sweet nectar from her heaving chest. An act of God allowed me to lift her enough to slide her warm, cozy pussy down my dick. She shivered as I guided her up and down my shaft.

“Oh shit, Quinton.” She groaned as she braced her hands on my chest.

“I know, baby.” I panted, letting my head fall back as she took over bouncing on my dick.

“Mm, yes, this feels so good.”

“I know, baby. This dick good, ain’t it?”

“Mm mm, I knew you were gonna be a problem,” she said, laughing as she gripped my throat in both hands.

“Nah, I knew you were gon’ be a problem when a nigga ran up on me about you with another woman on his arm.”

“Shut up.” She laughed but continued to grind her hips.

“That’s right. Fuck me how you want to, baby. Do what you want to do to me.”

Her hold on my throat tightened as she picked up the pace and rode me faster.

“Shit, Quinton. I think I’m cumming already.” Her eyes dropped to mine and her brows knitted together as she continued to chase the ultimate high.

“That’s OK, beautiful. Take what you need. You’re so wet and creamy. Give it to me.” I urged her, knowing I wasn’t far behind her.

“Hmm.” She groaned as her head fell to the side.

I didn’t think anything in the world had ever been as beautiful as Shiloh when her tight, sticky pussy gripped my dick while she came. Thunder cracked, making Shiloh jump and the ground vibrate as I released right along with her.

I used both arms to pull her closer and hold her body to mine. I closed my eyes as the wind outside howled over the sound of torrential rain. Shiloh’s body tensed, but I just kept rubbing her back.

“Relax, baby. I got you.” I whispered against her ear before kissing her cheek.