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It’s her silent accord and it’s good enough for me. It shouldn’t be, I should be more careful, I always am, but I trust her for some reason. I just know she’s safe for me, just like I am for her, and it’s a good thing because I couldn’t stop my cock from plowing into her even if I wanted to.
“Oh God!” She cries out, her nails digging into my chest as I position the head of my dick at her sopping wet entrance and push slowly.
She’s so tight, and I’m larger than most men, not monstrous huge, but very well endowed. There’s too much resistance even with how soaked she is already.
“You need something first.” I moan against her breast, pulling away from her, and squatting down, my knees banging the cabinet doors.
The smell of her shiny wet cunt is orgasmic in itself as I bury my nose in her, pushing between those puffy little lips that are just begging for attention. She’s sweet and musky, heavy with pheromones that go up my nose and right to my brain, making me salivate like a dog over a nice juicy steak.
When I peek my tongue out and gently trace it up her seam from asshole to clit, her hands fly to my head, grabbing my hair, and her thighs tighten on my head.
“Oh fuck yes. Please. It’s been so long.”
“Well, that my dear needs to be rectified then.”
Chapter Twelve
“Please! Adrian, please.” Millie begs me, lifting her hips, pressing that perfect little cunt up to my mouth, seeking the attention she’s obviously been denied by her asshole of a sadist.
“Easy baby. I’ve got you. Just let Daddy do his thing.”
She’s so responsive to every touch, every lick, and every kiss. Her pussy lips plump more and the juices pour out of her, going right into my mouth. I swallow it down, reveling in the taste of her and her sweetness. It’s the finest candy, wrapped in the best meal and I devour it, devour her, all while growling out my satisfaction with a rumbling that comes from the depths of my throat.
I can hear her heartbeat in her thighs as she squeezes my head hard and pulls on my hair. Her fingernails scratch my scalp, and it’s a comforting feeling making me delve deeper into her. I lick and suck, paying close attention to that little bundle of nerves that twitches under my tongue, until she is writhing on the counter, bucking her hips, and screaming for me to go faster and harder.
“Oh yes. Harder, faster. Please, more.”
She’s close already to an orgasm. I can feel how on edge she is, her body is quivering and her thighs vibrate on my ears, and when I slide a finger into her pussy and curl it back towards myself she loses her ever loving mind.
Her head thrashes side to side making her dark hair whip across the counter and her ankles lock behind my head, holding me even tighter in place as she practically sobs in pleasure.
It’s beautiful having her fall apart on my tongue as I milk her climax out of her with just a single finger rubbing on her G-spot. She’s divine in her cries of passion and the way she moves under me, and when she cums, violently, it’s a tidal wave of sweet, sweet juices that squirt right down my throat.
“Jesus fucking Christ, bunny.” I moan, sucking down everything she gives me, licking her clean, and swallowing every drop.
“Mmmm.” Is all she can make out as she comes down from her high, her body sinking into the countertop again, her legs dropping open.
“Don’t get comfortable. I’m nowhere near done with you yet.” I say, standing up, yanking down my pants, and kicking them off and across the kitchen floor.
Her skin squeaks on the marble counter as I grab her hips and pull her towards me, yanking her off the top and putting her on her feet. She spins around with barely a push and lets me flatten her chest to the smooth surface, pulling her ass to my front.
With a swing of my arm, my palm cracks against her ass cheek, the skin pinking up with a mark in the shape of my hand, and she cries out in surprise and pleasure at the sting.
“Such a good fucking girl aren’t you?” I growl in her ear, leaning over her back as I rub the head of my engorged cock up the seam of her ass. “You want this cock?”
“Yes.” She pants out, her legs already shaking in anticipation.
“How badly do you want it?” Tell me, bunny.”
“So bad. Please.”
“Beg for it.” I tell her, grabbing her hair and pulling her head back, elongating her throat, baring it to my mouth. “Beg Daddy to fuck you.”
Her neck vibrates on my lips with her cries as I kiss her soft flesh, and she listens like such a good girl.
“Please Daddy. Please I beg you.”
“Beg me what?”
