Page 101 of Brassy Bigwig

Removing the pillow from underneath my head, she straddles my chest, and I realize what’s about to happen. Scooting her body forward, she doesn’t stop until her pussy is lined up with my mouth.

“I want to ride your tongue,” she says boldly. “And come in your mouth.”

Licking her slit, I taste the arousal that still clings to her. She lowers herself down over my tongue, and it slides inside of her. Rising and falling, she takes what she wants from me. When she changes direction and her hips begin to buck forward and back, I remove my tongue from her. My lips cover her clit, and I suck it into my mouth.

Holding her still, I ravage her bundle of nerves until she cries out and succumbs to another orgasm. Drinking all that she gives me, I quickly roll over and pin her to the mattress beneath me.

“Se xreiazomai perissotero apo otidipote allo sti zoi mu, théa.”

I need you like I’ve never needed anything else in all my life.

“Stunning words from an irresistible man,” she answers. “I have no idea what you said, but I think I know you well enough by now to guess. Take me, D. Take me however you want, however you need. All day, every day. I’m yours. And there’s no one else I’d rather be with than you.”

Her words cause my heart—as well as my cock—to swell. Balancing myself on one forearm, I quickly remove my boxers. Then I line my cock up and push inside.

“S’ agapo, théa.”

I love you.

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