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“And what will you do for me in return?” I asked.
Her chest was rising faster now, her body melting into mine as I skimmed my fingers across the fabric that covered her pussy.
“I’ll... come... on your tongue,” she managed to gasp, and I decided to reward her.
Slowly, I pulled her underwear down her thighs, and she wriggled, letting them fall to the floor. Then reaching up, I ran my fingers through her wetness, rubbing her pussy and kissing her neck as she moaned quietly.
“You’re fucking soaked,” I groaned as I licked and kissed her neck and jaw. “Fuck my hand,” I demanded, and like a good girl, she did as I told her, rotating her hips and rocking on my hand as I circled her clit. I pushed my fingers inside her, and she groaned, holding my arm as I worked her greedy little pussy.
“That feels so good,” she whimpered, tilting her head, leaning into me, and I watched as her eyes closed, her head falling back to rest on my shoulder.
“Eyes open,” I commanded. “You need to keep watching them.”
She did as she was told, and I rewarded her with a, “Good girl,” and curled my fingers inside her pussy, stroking her walls, making her legs quiver as she faltered a little. But I held herfirm.
“Do you see the way he fucks her throat?” I whispered, drawing her attention back to the trio as I thrust my fingers deep inside her, my thumb rubbing her clit in slow circles.
I moved my left hand, sliding it up the front of her body to grab her neck.
“When I fuck your throat, I need to feel it,” I told her, and she moaned. “I need to hold you like this and feel my cock sliding in and out of you. And you’ll take it all. Every fucking inch. You’ll suck me good, won’t you?” She nodded. “And you’ll make me come down your throat, swallowing every last drop.”
“I will,” she gasped.
“And you’ll thank me.” Another nod as I held her neck firmly in my grasp. “You’ll take my cum and thank me.” I started to work her pussy harder, thrusting faster, rubbing and grinding vigorously. “You’ll take my cum in your mouth, your pussy, your ass. You’ll take it any fucking way I give it you.”
She cried out, and I held her as she came hard, wetness drenching my hand as she convulsed in my arms. Her legs were barely holding her up as her walls contracted on my fingers. But I didn’t let up, I kept thrusting, rubbing, telling her, “That’s a good girl, now give me more.”
“I can’t,” she cried. “I’m too sensitive.”
But I wasn’t letting her off that easily.
“You can and you will. I want another one. Come for me.” I tightened my grip on her throat as I worked her soaked pussy. And in her ear, I whispered, “Be my dirty girl. Show me how much you love my fingers; how much you love me fucking you. If you come on my hand again, I’ll get on my knees and lick you clean.”
Mywords were the trigger that opened the flood gates, and she came again, harder this time. Her walls clamping me tightly as she threw her head back and moaned loudly, not caring who heard it. The way she let go was so fucking sexy.
“That’s my good girl,” I praised and gave her time to ride out her orgasm. To savour every last spark and explosion, before I spun her around and pressed her against the wall of the alcove. Then, I sunk to my knees, grabbed her panties from the floor and put them in my pocket. Slowly, I pushed her skirt up, forcing her legs open so I could taste her.
She glanced down at me breathlessly as she ran her hand through my hair, then, knowing exactly what she wanted, she pushed my head forward, forcing me between her legs.
I pushed my face into her soaking wet pussy, getting drunk off the taste of her. I pushed my tongue inside her, licking and rubbing, eating like I was a starving man and she was my last meal.
There was a small table beside us, and she moved to sit on the edge of it, then lay back a little, her legs wide open, and her eyes on me, watching as I gazed up at her, flickering my tongue over her clit, just like the couple she’d watched a moment ago. I flicked my tongue slowly, circling and rubbing, licking her until she gave a sexy groan that told me she was close again, then I sucked her clit into my mouth, humming in appreciation.
Her legs started to shake, and I grabbed her thighs, pulling her closer to me, drowning in her pussy as I tipped her over the edge. And then she came again, her clit throbbing on my tongue as her pussy flooded, drenching my chin, making me moan at how fucking delicious she tasted. She came and then came again, multiple orgasms that rolled out one after the other,and I used my tongue to keep it going, forcing every last drop of ecstasy from her.
“Do you have any idea how fucking sexy you look right now?” I told her as I reluctantly sat back and looked at her gasping for breath as she held onto the edge of the table.
She opened her eyes and gave me a lazy smile, then reached forward, wiping my wet glistening face.
“I like this room.” She laughed quietly, then added, “But maybe we can try a playroom next. Are they private? I think I might want you to myself, you see.”
“They’re private,” I replied, and she sat forward, pushing her skirt back in place and grinning to herself.
“Good. Because the things I want us to do, I don’t want anyone watching.”
Chapter Twenty-Nine
JESS
