Page 53 of Gene

“Wrap your hand around the base,” he said, moaning.

Sammi did as he said, wrapping her hand around as cock, her tongue swirling the tip. His hips bucked, wanting her to take more of him as pleasure coursed through his body. Gene’s hand gripped some of her hair, pulling her towards him slightly.

“Stop fucking teasing me,” he grunted.

She chuckled around his dick before hollowing her cheeks out, pulling back before surging forward, her hand following suit. Moaning, he started to guide her with his hand.

“Just like that,” he moaned, his eyes closing for a brief second.

He continued to move her head back and forth for several more seconds, pleasure running up and down his spine. He pulled out, sucking in a deep breath before letting go of her hair. Sammi whined, looking up at him.

“I’m not going to come in your mouth. I want to come inside of you,” he growled.

Gene helped her stand up, crashing his lips onto hers. They fought for dominance, but he knew he was going to win. Their lips moved in sync with each other, his tongue starting to explore her mouth.

His hands start to move down, exploring her body. Sammi pulled back, giving him better access as he trails his hands over her breasts, giving them a little squeeze.

“Clothes,” she murmured.

Gripping the end of her shirt, he yanked it up, throwing it somewhere in the room before working on her bra, then her pants, and last but not least her underwear. He groaned as he slid her panties down her legs.

“Lay on the bed, legs spread,” he commanded.

He watched her walk over to the bed, getting into position. Licking his lips he stalked towards her, pushing her legs wider as he lined himself up with her entrance, not waiting for anything.

“So wet for me,” he groaned.

“Only you. Please,” she begged.

He slowly pushed himself inside of her, Sammi’s juices coating him.

“So fucking tight,” he clenched his jaw, pushing further into her.

Gene looked at Sammi, stilling when he saw tears lining her eyes.

“Shit,” he said. “I didn’t mean to hurt you. You should have said something.”

“No, please don’t stop. Just do it quickly,” she rushed out. “Please.”

But Gene didn’t move.

“Please,” she begged. “I’ll tell you if it gets to be too much.”

Nodding, Gene pushes the rest of the way into her, closing his eyes as he feels her clench around him. Sweet torture. Looking back at Sammi, he brought his hand up, wiping away a lone tear.

“Move,” she whispered.

Gene didn’t need to be told twice as he pulled almost all the way out before ramming back in. Pleasure coursed through him as he continued his thrusts, Sammi gripping the sheets of the bed into her hands.

Gripping her hips, he thrusted harder, Sammi’s mouth opening but no sound coming out. He couldn’t help but grin. Fucking her into silence. Pleasure builds up inside of him with each thrust.

He isn’t going to last long.

“I need to,” she gasped as he rammed back into her. “Come.”

“Come,” Gene commanded.

Sammi screamed out, clenching around him as she rode her high, pushing him over the edge. His thrusts slow down to almost nothing as he chased his release before pulling out, laying down beside her.

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