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“And the fingers and clit sucking was finally too much. You buck… ”
“Oh God,” I say, grabbing his face and kissing him fiercely. I pull his butt down and I grind his hard cock against my folds and clit.
I need pressure, and now. I grab his free hand, and I force our fingers deep into my wet pussy and moan. I need him to claim my wet pussy now, and nothing will get in my way.
Several hours later,and dressed casually in the NYC sun, we eat ice creams, and we walk around the market. Lorenzo had business plans, but he cancelled them.
Finally, after passing retro clothing places in the NYC market, and people selling old music records, fresh flowers, leather goods, and kooky hand crafts, Lorenzo’s eyes find mine and they hold.
“What?”
Lorenzo takes my hand, and I’m dragged down several cool NYC streets. He does not say anything, and he is like a man on a silent mission.
Ten minutes later, we are outside the classy and famous Waldorf Astoria hotel. The old hotel is stunning, and its rich history is colorful.
I’d heard of the place, but who hasn’t? Famous actors, singers and folk have stayed here for decades, it is a landmark.
After finding the large suite, high in the building, we walk in silently. I am on edge, and I look slowly around, to make sure we are safe, and alone.
I then push Lorenzo onto the bed. He is reluctant at first, but I tell him, “Me first.”
He goes with it, and I kneel in my denim mini. First, I yank off my tight T. Careful not to hurt his well-used cock, I unzip him, and admire it’s size and perfection.
Lorenzo growls, as I flick his crown with my tongue. I tease his head for a cruel five minutes, before I plunge down on him hard.
I am gentle with his hard cock, but I work him into a frenzy as he mumbles my name. I finally make him come in my mouth, and as he drives inside my sinful lips, I swallow every drip.
Lorenzo disrobes me, while he kisses every inch of my standing body. His worship of me, is detailed and astounding, and he takes great care of my softest, and most delicate spots.
My neck, the area behind my ear, my nipples, my stomach, my waist, and my butt, and finally my clit.
After he lays me and my wet core down, he slips a crisp white bed pillow under my butt. His face then disappears between my legs, and he devours me. He swipes up and down, and I grab the back of his head. I spread my legs wider, and I place one on his broad shoulder.
He curls three fingers inside me, and he starts to work them in and out of my wet hungry pussy.
As he starts to flick my carefully exposed clit with his tongue, I get close to coming. He sucks my clit into his mouth, and he suckles on it, as if milking the nub.
I’m amazed at how well he can work me, and I don’t last long.I can’t!
His expert fingers, and skills are next level, and Lorenzo can somehow make me come, almost on cue.
I finally shatter, and buck against his lips, his tongue, and his long thick fingers. My back arches like a cat, and I scream for thefirst time, ever. I clamp around his curled fingers, as if capturing him, and I hold him there.
As I buck into his face, I come, and I come, and I come. “Oh Lorenzo, oh Lorenzo… ”
Finally, I slump, as Lorenzo climbs up licking his sinful lips. His wet face is covered in my cum, and it’s so fucking hot.
I pant and then pass out. I have been claimed, and I had been worked on, by a master.
A short time after,I awaken, and sleepily, I find myself naked in bed. I walk to the windows, as if in a dream, and I look out across the NYC skyline.
I smile, realizing I’m happier than I’ve even been in my life. The only thing is, I know I like him way too much, and it’s happening too fast.
Turning, I look back at Lorenzo, who is laying on the bed, watching me. “Hey.”
“Hey,” I say back. “What are you thinking about?”
“Not you,” he says standing.
