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My full weight is not on her, and I take my weight on my knees and elbows on both sides of her. My mouth is near her ear, and I kiss her softly.
“So perfect, baby. You are so fucking perfect.”
After a small break,and me forcing Storm to hydrate, I prepare to take her again. This time it will be on the large strong flat desk in my room.
After tossing the movie and fashion magazines in a corner of the room, I tell Storm, to climb up. She does as I command, and as I return with another condom, I find her playing with herself.
I watch her circle her clit, and squeeze a nipple. She then licks her fingers.
As I harden, our eyes hold. I pull her ankles my way and her entire body slides along the slick surface.
She is so wet, she is dripping. “Straight in.”
I raise a brow and the vixen nods, her full lips open.
After fisting my cock, I roll on the condom. Storm is still playing with herself and it’s so fucking hot.
I line up, and I slide inside her.
Storm moans loud and her back arches. She sits up, grabs my face and fucks it with her tongue, before dropping down again.
I rock in and out, we are soon moving in perfect union. For whatever reason, she is the perfect size, and it feels incredible.
I do my best to not go all the way, but again I fail.
Storm calling, “harder,” repeatedly does not help. Neither does our sweat, and the sound of our bodies slapping against each other.
Or me commanding her to come for me.
Finally, with her sucking on my thumb, my other thumb ruthlessly circling her clit, and me driving into her, she flicks her head back and moans.
It is savage, and I’ve never experienced someone so fully give themself to orgasm.
As she rebuilds energy, and comes back for more, I decide to let her run things.
Slowly, I pull out and her eyes go big. “No.”
I flick my head and pull her hand. “Get up, my turn.”
Storm smiles, climbs up, and with me below her, she squats over my cock. She drops down on me, and soon finds the right angle.
As I hold her butt, and rub her clit, her eyes glow. “Oh God. Oh God.”
Watching Storm fuck the hell out of me with awe in her eyes is too much. As I finally buck and pump cum hard and fast, Storm slumps down on me.
Her core contracts around me, and it milks me hard.
As we end up in a pile, I hold her close, and to my chest. I am still in her where I belong, and she sounds like she has just run a marathon.
“Doing that every day.”
I kiss her ear, “what’s that?”
Storm lifts her head, and she is covered in sweat. I lick her cum off a finger and thumb her lip.
“I’m going to do that every day.”
Storm looks serious and I laugh. The kid sure does have moxie. Our fingers have been linked for some time, and she kisses my knuckles. “Thank you, teacher.”
