Her eyes are closed.
Slowly, my fingertips slide forward,
caressing her lips.
Her gentleness just spurns my desire. I
want to thrust my fingers all the way in until they touch her throat.
‘Take it, that’s a good girl.’
My fingers stretch her glistening lips
obscenely. I can hear the wet sound of her mouth opening wider, accommodating me
far past what she should take.
She knows that this is just me priming her
for my cock. When my fingertips reach her tonsils, she starts to gag, but
continues to take them. I feed her all I have.
The thought of those red, young lips around
my dick inspires a jerk of my hips. This is not just a honey fuck, it’s turning
me inside out. I am shaking with need.
It is only when she opens her eyes and looks
up under those long lashes that I come undone- understanding that it is really
her who has all the power.
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