Page 131 of Of Pucking Course

He buries his face in my ass and gently laps his tongue against my asshole. I gasp. It’s a shock to feel his tongue on this part of my body. But it also feels so, so good.

He swirls his tongue faster, and I moan as the pleasure flickers inside of me. This is so naughty and so dirty.

After a minute, he pulls away. I flip around, relishing that satisfied look on his face and how hard his cock is.

He grabs my leg and pulls me closer to him. “Every part of you tastes like heaven.” His voice is a low rumble that makes my pussy ache.

The way Sam praises and compliments me is enough to make me come right here, right now.

He turns my phone screen to me and shows me every photo he took.

“Are these okay?” he asks.

“Yes.”

“Send them to me later, if you want. If you change your mind, that’s okay too.”

A warm feeling swoops through me at how he’s always so focused on me and only doing what I’m comfortable with.

I reach up and pull him down to kiss me. “I won’t change my mind,” I say against his mouth. “Do you wanna take a video of me now?”

“Fuck yeah,” he growls.

He grabs a pillow from the head of the bed and sets it next to me, then props up my phone. He taps “record” before settling between my legs and lowering his face to my pussy.

“The sounds you make in bed turn me on so fucking much.” He flicks his tongue over my clit. I gasp.

He slides his fingers inside of me, and I groan at how full I feel.

“Your whimpers, your moans, how loud you scream,” he says as he pumps his fingers in and out of me. “I dream about your noises, beautiful. You are so fucking gorgeous when you come.”

He teases my clit with his tongue. Heat pools between my legs.

He flicks faster and faster. Soon, my legs are shaking and my entire body is tensing as my orgasm lingers on the horizon.

“Be a good girl for me and scream my name when you come.”

His growled command is all it takes for me to lose it completely. I’m wild as I come, thrashing against the bed. I scream his name so loud that my throat is raw.

When I start to come down, he pulls away. Before I can even react, he flips me around so that my head is hanging off the edge of the bed.

He grips the base of his cock, holding it over my mouth.

“Be a good hole for me, beautiful.”

Arousal shoots through me once more. I just had a mind-blowing orgasm, but already my clit is throbbing again, aching for another one.

I open my mouth and he serves me his cock. My eyelids flutter, and I moan while I take him all the way to the back of my throat. Slowly, he glides in and out. He grunts and growls.

“Fuck, baby. Such a good hole for me, aren’t you?”

I hum around his cock. He reaches down and teases my nipple between his fingers. I whimper at the way he plays with the sensitive bud. He gives attention to my other nipple before sliding his hand between my legs and playing with my clit.

Pleasure rockets through me. I’m sensitive, but it’s good. I can tell it’s not going to take long before I come again.

“Look at you, handcuffed and taking my cock in your mouth like a good girl.”

My eyes roll back at how rough and wild he sounds right now.

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