point of
contact straight to her clit. Roxanne shuddered and ground her ass into the
table, further coating herself in pie filling.
If her body was reacting like this to simple kisses, she was
in deep trouble.
“Spread your legs wider,” he commanded.
Roxanne decided she didn’t mind his authoritative tone since
the order directly benefited her pleasure. Her quick compliance was further
rewarded with a swipe of his tongue through the short hairs covering her sex.
The sight was so erotic, she almost came.
“I can’t tell which cherry is sweeter, you or the pie.” Leo
pursed his lips as if he were a sommelier dissecting a vintage. “At least I
have all night to find out.”
Roxanne moaned, her eyes crossing when he tugged her pussy
lips apart with his thumbs. A sweet, tortuous ache settled in her belly. Her
legs started to quiver and the strength to hold herself upright was becoming increasingly
elusive.
As she slipped to her elbows, she wondered if she would last
through the night.
Using a broad swipe of his tongue, Leo cut a hot path
forward from her tiny puckered hole to the swollen bud throbbing at the peak of
her slit.
“Leo…that feels so good!” she cried as he pulled and sucked
at her flesh. Her response rocked him to his very soul. She bucked against him,
her hips almost coming off the table. His grip tightened but she kept bucking,
rolling and pumping her mound against his lips. The more she moved, the harder
he got and the more he wanted her. If that was even humanly possible. He’d
waited for this moment for so long he could barely think straight.
“Leo, I want…” She threaded her fingers through his hair and
tugged, filling him with such immense pleasure, Leo’s eyes almost rolled to the
back of his head.
“Tell me what you want.” His blew against her heated flesh
and she shuddered against him.
“I want you . Hard and thick, pumping inside me.”
“In due time. Now sit back and enjoy.” Leo was shocked at
how calm he sounded, considering he felt like a hungry bear just waking from
hibernation. So much so that he hauled her legs up and back until her thighs
rested on her chest. She was practically curled in on herself—and at the
perfect angle for what he wanted to do next.
Leo shoved the pie box aside and placed his tongue against
her anus. And almost came.
She tasted better than any dessert, and not just because her
behind was caked with one. With a slow, easy glide, he rimmed the tight, puckered
hole, licking her clean. With each swirl of his tongue, she moaned and
whimpered and clutched at his arms, her hands twisting the sleeves of his
sweater. She was exactly how he liked his women—under his complete control.
Her response kindled his and something inside him clicked,
set him off. Bending her deeper into position, he covered the hole completely
with his mouth. He quickened his pace, rimming her until she squirmed and her
pleas bordered on begging. Leo resisted the urge to turn her over, give in to
her cries and sink balls-deep. For one, she needed to learn who was in control.
And two, she tasted too good to stop now.
Giving in to his desires and continuing to ignore her pleas,
he speared her pussy with his tongue. Ah, damn! Her honey was so
deliciously warm, her body so tight, he almost creamed. Leo reached down and
palmed his cock. As he returned his tongue to her hole, he imagined himself
inside her there. In time , he mused. In good, sweet time, he’d have this
ass!
Leo strapped her to a dizzying, erotic ride. When she was
close to the edge, shouting and grabbing at his shoulders, he retreated. But as
soon as she recovered, he worked her body into another frenzy.
Over and over again, Leo played this game of cat and mouse.
But he could tell no matter how much he backed off, she wasn’t coming all the
way down. Her sharp, panting breaths marked his tongue’s driving rhythm. Her
body had tightened under him and her juices ran down the crack of her ass. Her
orgasm
contact straight to her clit. Roxanne shuddered and ground her ass into the
table, further coating herself in pie filling.
If her body was reacting like this to simple kisses, she was
in deep trouble.
“Spread your legs wider,” he commanded.
Roxanne decided she didn’t mind his authoritative tone since
the order directly benefited her pleasure. Her quick compliance was further
rewarded with a swipe of his tongue through the short hairs covering her sex.
The sight was so erotic, she almost came.
“I can’t tell which cherry is sweeter, you or the pie.” Leo
pursed his lips as if he were a sommelier dissecting a vintage. “At least I
have all night to find out.”
Roxanne moaned, her eyes crossing when he tugged her pussy
lips apart with his thumbs. A sweet, tortuous ache settled in her belly. Her
legs started to quiver and the strength to hold herself upright was becoming increasingly
elusive.
As she slipped to her elbows, she wondered if she would last
through the night.
Using a broad swipe of his tongue, Leo cut a hot path
forward from her tiny puckered hole to the swollen bud throbbing at the peak of
her slit.
“Leo…that feels so good!” she cried as he pulled and sucked
at her flesh. Her response rocked him to his very soul. She bucked against him,
her hips almost coming off the table. His grip tightened but she kept bucking,
rolling and pumping her mound against his lips. The more she moved, the harder
he got and the more he wanted her. If that was even humanly possible. He’d
waited for this moment for so long he could barely think straight.
“Leo, I want…” She threaded her fingers through his hair and
tugged, filling him with such immense pleasure, Leo’s eyes almost rolled to the
back of his head.
“Tell me what you want.” His blew against her heated flesh
and she shuddered against him.
“I want you . Hard and thick, pumping inside me.”
“In due time. Now sit back and enjoy.” Leo was shocked at
how calm he sounded, considering he felt like a hungry bear just waking from
hibernation. So much so that he hauled her legs up and back until her thighs
rested on her chest. She was practically curled in on herself—and at the
perfect angle for what he wanted to do next.
Leo shoved the pie box aside and placed his tongue against
her anus. And almost came.
She tasted better than any dessert, and not just because her
behind was caked with one. With a slow, easy glide, he rimmed the tight, puckered
hole, licking her clean. With each swirl of his tongue, she moaned and
whimpered and clutched at his arms, her hands twisting the sleeves of his
sweater. She was exactly how he liked his women—under his complete control.
Her response kindled his and something inside him clicked,
set him off. Bending her deeper into position, he covered the hole completely
with his mouth. He quickened his pace, rimming her until she squirmed and her
pleas bordered on begging. Leo resisted the urge to turn her over, give in to
her cries and sink balls-deep. For one, she needed to learn who was in control.
And two, she tasted too good to stop now.
Giving in to his desires and continuing to ignore her pleas,
he speared her pussy with his tongue. Ah, damn! Her honey was so
deliciously warm, her body so tight, he almost creamed. Leo reached down and
palmed his cock. As he returned his tongue to her hole, he imagined himself
inside her there. In time , he mused. In good, sweet time, he’d have this
ass!
Leo strapped her to a dizzying, erotic ride. When she was
close to the edge, shouting and grabbing at his shoulders, he retreated. But as
soon as she recovered, he worked her body into another frenzy.
Over and over again, Leo played this game of cat and mouse.
But he could tell no matter how much he backed off, she wasn’t coming all the
way down. Her sharp, panting breaths marked his tongue’s driving rhythm. Her
body had tightened under him and her juices ran down the crack of her ass. Her
orgasm
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