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“Please,” my voice is ragged with need and my breath is coming fast. My breasts are bare, the nipples hyper sensitive from all the attention he has been giving them. The cool air from the window he has just opened feels wonderful against my hot skin. My lips feel swollen from his kisses and my lower lips are now begging for attention. My cunt feels huge, the lips throbbing with desire. As I move my thighs I feel the wetness between them, I am slippery, open. I want to be touched there so badly now that my hips are moving of their own accord and I moan with desire.
“I want you,” I gasp. “I want you inside me so badly. I want you to fuck me.”
He smiles in satisfaction. “And I will, soon,” he promises. “You’re going to feel me sliding right in and fucking you hard, that’s how you want it, isn’t it?”
I nod, desperately.
“But before that, I want to taste you,” he says. “I want to taste your beautiful nectar.”
I fall back down onto the bed again and he pushes my legs apart, kneeling between them.
“First I’m going to look at you,” he tells me. He lies down so that his head is between my legs now. I feel a flicker of embarrassment at him examining me so closely. All my…