flicked her tongue over the bulb. He moaned. She pursed her lips against the tip and applied a little suction. He arched toward her, begging for more. Opening her mouth as wide as she could, she swallowed him. She was amazed to find that she could take almost his whole bulk.
He tasted salty and a little sour. It was intoxicating. His furry thighs tickled the inside of hers, sending sparks racing to her pussy. She bobbed up and down, running her tongue along his length. His skin was silk stretched over stone. He twisted his hips, trying to force himself deeper.
"Oh, princess, that's so, so sweet..." She sucked harder. "Swing yourself over here, baby. Let me have a taste."
He managed to maneuver her so that her buttocks faced him and stroked them gently. His touch was electric. Out of nowhere came an image of him spanking her. Her cunt flooded and spilled over. He ran his tongue through her cleft, from back to front, ending with a firm flick against her clit. She moaned, mouth full of cock flesh, and pressed her crotch into his face.
He slurped up a mouthful of her juices, then stabbed his tongue into her depths. Kit ground against him, mashing her clit against his nose. He got the hint. In a moment, he was sucking hungrily on that aching bead of flesh, and Kit was climbing higher and higher. It was almost too intense, the pleasure shading into pain.
He backed off and let her breathe, lapping at her swollen lower lips and swirling his tongue around in her hungry cunt. Meanwhile he was pumping his cock down her throat. She could feel the tension coiling under his skin.
He was close, they both were, and suddenly all she wanted to was to taste him. She worked him harder, sucking until her jaw ached. She willed him to come.
He seemed to sense her need. She felt the contractions rippling up his shaft. She forgot that she didn't like the taste of come, swallowing the bitter fluid as fast as it spurted across her tongue. She wanted it all, everything he could give her, anything that he would do to her.
His cock remained hard in her mouth. She wondered if he could still fuck her. He licked steadily at her clit, but she needed something to fill her, to satisfy the aching hunger in her cunt.
All at once, she was full, something cool and hard and definitely not human sliding into her slippery depths. "Oh..." she began, and then couldn't say anything else, the pleasure driving away words. Whatever it was, it felt heavenly.
"Like that, princess?" Frank's voice was kind, with a hint of laughter. All Kit could do was grunt. He stroked once, twice, thrusting deeper each time. At the same time, his tongue danced over her clitoris. She hovered on the edge of ecstasy; he pushed her over and into free fall.
A whirlwind took her, fireworks, explosions of sensation. Endorphins raced through her blood, flooding all her senses with delight. Her mind was drugged almost to insensibility by pleasure. It was just so amazing...
Kit lay with her head on Frank's furry chest. His arm around her felt natural, right. She could hear his heartbeat, smell his sweat. Her eyes had adjusted to the dimness; over on the bed table she could see the penis-shaped incense burner she had noticed in the shop, still slick with her juices. The odd, haunting music flowed over them. She was floating, totally satiated, completely comfortable. It was an unfamiliar feeling.
"I really thought that I blew it," said Frank softly. "I was sure that you'd never come back, Katerina. And I was so very sorry."
"Well..." Kit began. She didn't know how to answer.
"Anyway, I'm surprised that you're here, on a weekday. I would have thought that you'd be at work."
Work. The staff meeting. Kit felt a brief stab of panic. The comfort overwhelmed it. She settled back into his embrace. "I should be. But I decided that I needed a break."
Frank's laugh woke new tingles in her sex.
"But what about you? You're a famous chemist. I didn't know... I thought that you were just some weird
He tasted salty and a little sour. It was intoxicating. His furry thighs tickled the inside of hers, sending sparks racing to her pussy. She bobbed up and down, running her tongue along his length. His skin was silk stretched over stone. He twisted his hips, trying to force himself deeper.
"Oh, princess, that's so, so sweet..." She sucked harder. "Swing yourself over here, baby. Let me have a taste."
He managed to maneuver her so that her buttocks faced him and stroked them gently. His touch was electric. Out of nowhere came an image of him spanking her. Her cunt flooded and spilled over. He ran his tongue through her cleft, from back to front, ending with a firm flick against her clit. She moaned, mouth full of cock flesh, and pressed her crotch into his face.
He slurped up a mouthful of her juices, then stabbed his tongue into her depths. Kit ground against him, mashing her clit against his nose. He got the hint. In a moment, he was sucking hungrily on that aching bead of flesh, and Kit was climbing higher and higher. It was almost too intense, the pleasure shading into pain.
He backed off and let her breathe, lapping at her swollen lower lips and swirling his tongue around in her hungry cunt. Meanwhile he was pumping his cock down her throat. She could feel the tension coiling under his skin.
He was close, they both were, and suddenly all she wanted to was to taste him. She worked him harder, sucking until her jaw ached. She willed him to come.
He seemed to sense her need. She felt the contractions rippling up his shaft. She forgot that she didn't like the taste of come, swallowing the bitter fluid as fast as it spurted across her tongue. She wanted it all, everything he could give her, anything that he would do to her.
His cock remained hard in her mouth. She wondered if he could still fuck her. He licked steadily at her clit, but she needed something to fill her, to satisfy the aching hunger in her cunt.
All at once, she was full, something cool and hard and definitely not human sliding into her slippery depths. "Oh..." she began, and then couldn't say anything else, the pleasure driving away words. Whatever it was, it felt heavenly.
"Like that, princess?" Frank's voice was kind, with a hint of laughter. All Kit could do was grunt. He stroked once, twice, thrusting deeper each time. At the same time, his tongue danced over her clitoris. She hovered on the edge of ecstasy; he pushed her over and into free fall.
A whirlwind took her, fireworks, explosions of sensation. Endorphins raced through her blood, flooding all her senses with delight. Her mind was drugged almost to insensibility by pleasure. It was just so amazing...
Kit lay with her head on Frank's furry chest. His arm around her felt natural, right. She could hear his heartbeat, smell his sweat. Her eyes had adjusted to the dimness; over on the bed table she could see the penis-shaped incense burner she had noticed in the shop, still slick with her juices. The odd, haunting music flowed over them. She was floating, totally satiated, completely comfortable. It was an unfamiliar feeling.
"I really thought that I blew it," said Frank softly. "I was sure that you'd never come back, Katerina. And I was so very sorry."
"Well..." Kit began. She didn't know how to answer.
"Anyway, I'm surprised that you're here, on a weekday. I would have thought that you'd be at work."
Work. The staff meeting. Kit felt a brief stab of panic. The comfort overwhelmed it. She settled back into his embrace. "I should be. But I decided that I needed a break."
Frank's laugh woke new tingles in her sex.
"But what about you? You're a famous chemist. I didn't know... I thought that you were just some weird
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