swirling her thumb around the pearly liquid gathering there. She lifted her thumb to her mouth to lick off his salty flavor, then bent down and captured the head of his cock between her lips.
Soft, unlike the rest of him, which was hard and throbbed in her hand. She stroked and sucked him, all the while watching his face, watching his reaction, loving the way his eyes closed, then opened, as if he wanted to savor the pleasure, but wanted to watch, too. And she wanted to give him something to watch. She released her hold on his cock and used her lips to take it into her mouth, inch by inch.
“Jesus, Lisa,” he said with a soft croak, reaching for her hair, stroking it with his fingers while she licked around his shaft, admiring the way her saliva made it glisten in the half-lit room, then grasped his cock between her lips again, using her mouth and throat to squeeze it all the way back until she had him deep. And oh, she loved capturing him like this, holding him enthralled. It gave her such a sense of power and delight.
Rick groaned, fisted her hair in his hand, and began to guide her movements, slow and easy at first, then harder. She found it amazing that she could get so turned on by sucking his cock, but she did. Her pussy throbbed and her nipples felt tight and achy as she pulled his cock out of her mouth and licked the underside of his shaft. She was amazingly excited by all this.
Rick grasped her wrists and leaned back. “Enough or I’ll come in your mouth.”
She smiled up at him. “That would be nice.”
His eyes were slits of dark desire. “You’re killing me, Lisa.”
She liked the harsh, gravelly tone to his voice, that barely leashed control he seemed to possess as he pulled her up to stand, then turned her around so her back was to him.
“I love this dress,” he said, pressing against her to kiss the nape of her neck. “It’s very sexy.”
She shivered, her skin popping up goose bumps all over. “I thought you might.”
He moved closer, his body molded to hers as he cupped her breasts over the silken fabric of her dress. “Your breasts are beautiful in this dress. I like this part,” he said, caressing the upper swells of her breasts where they rose above the fabric of the corset. The reaction of her body was instantaneous, like lightning sizzling through her veins.
“I want to fuck you while you’re wearing this dress.” He laid his hand on her back and gave her a gentle nudge forward. The front of her thighs hit the mattress and she bent from the waist, planting her hands on the bed. Her ass shifted against his crotch, his hard cock rubbing the soft material of her dress.
She felt Rick’s hands on her legs, lifting her skirt, his fingers smoothing along her skin to reach under her panties. She quivered at his touch, forcing her legs to stop trembling as he drew her panties down her legs, then off. He used his knee to nudge her legs farther apart, then lifted her dress, draping the skirt over her hips.
“You have the prettiest ass, Lisa.” He took the globes in his hands, gave them a gentle squeeze, parted them, then slid one hand between her legs to cup her sex.
She was glad she was holding on to the bed because her knees went weak. The pleasure was incredible, his hand sliding back and forth over her wet, ready sex.
“Please,” she whispered, biting her lower lip to keep from further begging for his cock.
“Okay, babe.”
She heard him get the condom out and then he was back between her legs, his cock spreading her lips apart and sliding in. Her body welcomed him inside with a tight gripping that made her whimper in pleasure.
Rick grabbed hold of the corset laces on her dress and began to rock against her, slowly at first, then picking up intensity. In this position he could fuck her with deep, penetrating thrusts, filling her, swelling against her, making her insane with pleasure that tore against her normal reserves and made her feel savage, primal, desperate to reach
Soft, unlike the rest of him, which was hard and throbbed in her hand. She stroked and sucked him, all the while watching his face, watching his reaction, loving the way his eyes closed, then opened, as if he wanted to savor the pleasure, but wanted to watch, too. And she wanted to give him something to watch. She released her hold on his cock and used her lips to take it into her mouth, inch by inch.
“Jesus, Lisa,” he said with a soft croak, reaching for her hair, stroking it with his fingers while she licked around his shaft, admiring the way her saliva made it glisten in the half-lit room, then grasped his cock between her lips again, using her mouth and throat to squeeze it all the way back until she had him deep. And oh, she loved capturing him like this, holding him enthralled. It gave her such a sense of power and delight.
Rick groaned, fisted her hair in his hand, and began to guide her movements, slow and easy at first, then harder. She found it amazing that she could get so turned on by sucking his cock, but she did. Her pussy throbbed and her nipples felt tight and achy as she pulled his cock out of her mouth and licked the underside of his shaft. She was amazingly excited by all this.
Rick grasped her wrists and leaned back. “Enough or I’ll come in your mouth.”
She smiled up at him. “That would be nice.”
His eyes were slits of dark desire. “You’re killing me, Lisa.”
She liked the harsh, gravelly tone to his voice, that barely leashed control he seemed to possess as he pulled her up to stand, then turned her around so her back was to him.
“I love this dress,” he said, pressing against her to kiss the nape of her neck. “It’s very sexy.”
She shivered, her skin popping up goose bumps all over. “I thought you might.”
He moved closer, his body molded to hers as he cupped her breasts over the silken fabric of her dress. “Your breasts are beautiful in this dress. I like this part,” he said, caressing the upper swells of her breasts where they rose above the fabric of the corset. The reaction of her body was instantaneous, like lightning sizzling through her veins.
“I want to fuck you while you’re wearing this dress.” He laid his hand on her back and gave her a gentle nudge forward. The front of her thighs hit the mattress and she bent from the waist, planting her hands on the bed. Her ass shifted against his crotch, his hard cock rubbing the soft material of her dress.
She felt Rick’s hands on her legs, lifting her skirt, his fingers smoothing along her skin to reach under her panties. She quivered at his touch, forcing her legs to stop trembling as he drew her panties down her legs, then off. He used his knee to nudge her legs farther apart, then lifted her dress, draping the skirt over her hips.
“You have the prettiest ass, Lisa.” He took the globes in his hands, gave them a gentle squeeze, parted them, then slid one hand between her legs to cup her sex.
She was glad she was holding on to the bed because her knees went weak. The pleasure was incredible, his hand sliding back and forth over her wet, ready sex.
“Please,” she whispered, biting her lower lip to keep from further begging for his cock.
“Okay, babe.”
She heard him get the condom out and then he was back between her legs, his cock spreading her lips apart and sliding in. Her body welcomed him inside with a tight gripping that made her whimper in pleasure.
Rick grabbed hold of the corset laces on her dress and began to rock against her, slowly at first, then picking up intensity. In this position he could fuck her with deep, penetrating thrusts, filling her, swelling against her, making her insane with pleasure that tore against her normal reserves and made her feel savage, primal, desperate to reach
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