Page 107 of The Worst Pucking Deal

Immediately obeying, she wraps her hand around the base and moves my cock back into her mouth. I let her take me all the way to the back of her throat, and then I cup both her cheeks. As soon as she removes her hand from my hardness, I surge forward, fucking her mouth like we both want.

She sputters around my cock, but doesn’t fight me. Instead, she relaxes her throat while looking up at me with tear-filled eyes. Seeing the tears escape, running down her cheeks and leaving black streaks thanks to her mascara is so fucking hot.

I’m so focused on her mouth that it takes me several minutes to realize she’s moved one hand between her thighs, eagerly fingering herself. My wife loves sucking me off, and I fucking love how much it turns her on to be my fuck toy like this.

“Is your cunt dripping?” I growl.

“Y-yes,” she moans. “I’m so fucking wet for you, Sy.”

I ignore the part of me that wants to continue fucking her mouth, and instead of giving into my basic urges, I grab her arm and pull her up.

“Sy… what the—”

Before she can finish speaking, I haul her over my shoulder, slapping her ass that jiggles enticingly. “You’ve been a bad bunny,” I rasp as I carry her over to the bed. She squeals as I throw her onto the mattress, so she lands on her back.

With a wicked grin, I crawl over her, lying down so I’m on my back in the middle of our bed. “What do you want, sweet bunny?” I ask when she turns to her side and looks at me with so many unvoiced questions in her green eyes.

“You,” she replies without hesitating. “Always you, Sy.”

I savor the words while she straddles my hips, rocking against my hard cock. “You have me,” I drawl, folding my arms behind my neck. “Now, what are you going to do with me?” The way she works her wet cunt along my shaft, is making me groan. “Goddammit bunny.”

“Yes?” She places her hands on my chest, leaning forward so her long, red hair falls around her like a curtain. “Are you complaining?”

I snort. “Far fucking from it. I love feeling your cunt on my dick.”

Her breath hitches and her nostrils flare. “That’s what I thought,” she replies slyly. A smile dances across her lips as she moves one hand between us, fisting my cock and lining it up perfectly against her entrance. Then she slams down, taking all of me in one movement.

We moan in unison as her pussy walls stretch, making room for me. As she throws her head back and cries out my name, I slide my hands up her chest, cupping her perfect tits. I roll and tug at her rosy nipples, loving the way her pussy squeezes me like it’s trying to suck me further into her heat.

“Fuck me, Sy.”

I rear up and claim her lips. My hands grab her hips so I can slide her up and down my hardness while our tongues snake around each other. I let out a deep, guttural groan at how amazing she feels.

Sucking her bottom lip between my teeth, I bite until she hisses in pain. Then I kiss my way across her face, down her neck until I reach her shoulder. She shudders and moans as I bite down, sucking her skin into my mouth.

Her breathing picks up, turning ragged and heavy. Her pussy tightens, letting me know she’s close to the edge. “How do you want to come?” I rasp.

“From your… your cock. Fuck the orgasm out of me,” she moans.

Spurred on by her demand, I spin us around so she’s lying on her back underneath me. “Your wish is my command,” I growl.

Her legs wrap around me, her nails digging into my abs as my hips piston against hers. My hands are on her tits, squeezing the globes. I slam into her over and over, making it harder each time. Lost in my wife and the pleasure we share, I can’t think about anything but how perfectly she fits me.

“I love you,” I grunt, panting hard as her inner muscles squeeze me.

“Now and al…always,” she cries out. Her body tightens, her cunt holding me so tight I know I’m about to shoot my cum deep inside her.

My thrusts are manic, and I can barely see fucking straight. My balls tighten, but I refuse to come before she does. “Touch yourself,” I demand, my tone husky.

She moans, quickly moving her hand between us. Without slowing down, I bring us both closer to the edge. “Fuck. Sy… Sy—” Her words become nonsensical as she thrashes and writhes beneath me. “Harder. Fuck me harder.”

I fucking love the way she demands my all, never satisfied with less. Obeying, I slam my hips against her so hard the bed moves with us, and when she cries out in pleasure while her body convulses around me, I join her.

“Fuck. Bunny… Lucia. Fuck!”

I remain inside her even after I stop coming, needing to recover from one of the most intense orgasms I’ve ever had. Sex with my wife is like a fucking religious experience, one that always leaves me starving for more.

Just as I’m about to move, my bunny stops me. “Stay there,” she says, sounding oddly serious. I look up just in time to see her hands disappear under the pillow before she pulls the small knife out. “You asked me a question earlier, and I want to answer truthfully.”

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