“There is never a chance of me not wanting you, sweet girl.” my mouth touches hers in slow motion as my hands slide up her bare legs, making their way to her hot wet pussy. Her body begins to shake as our mouths devour one another faster, the fever taking over. “Never not want you.” I say between biting her lip and lifting her shirt over her head. This girl is exquisite. Her big tits, pink rosy nipples, pointed and beckoning me, summoning me to taste them and savor her sweetness. Who am I to pass that up? My mouth engulfs one as my hands spread her legs.
“Jamison.” she says, her body pushing into mine as her hands pull my mouth further into her chest, my tongue suck and biting them, mystified by how sweet even her titties are. “Please.” she begs opening her legs wider. Kissing each nipple one more time, I look at her and fall more in love. Pushing the food off the table, I lay her back, licking and biting my way down her luscious sexy body, showing her that every inch of her belongs to me. Realizing this is a chance for me to live out one of my fantasies, I grab the cup of cocoa and sip it, before letting it drip out of my mouth onto her chest, making sure it made it to her nipple. I am going to do this every time she gets pregnant and mix it with her milk.
“Open those greedy legs for me baby. I didn’t eat breakfast because I want dessert first.” Not waiting for her compliance, I grab her thighs, pulling her ass further off the table, aligned with my mouth. I inhale her scent, before my mouth drops more chocolate on her pussy, watching as it drips down her rosebud and take the first lick. Honey.
“JAMISON!” she screams at my initial contact. My chest puffs out knowing I am the one to bring her this pleasure.
“That’s it, Angel. Keep screaming your man's name. Say it over and over until you believe I belong to you and you to me.” Placing my tongue back inside her opening, I move it in and out, licking up the syrup and chocolate, using it to spread all over her lips and little nub, making everything slick and sticky.
“Oh god. So good.” she whines, bucking against my mouth, chasing her orgasm. My tongue laves her pussy, stroking it slowly then speeding up, everything in me wanting me to drive her out of her mind. Hell, it's only fair, she has been driving me crazy for years. My cock agrees. My hands shove into my pants to ease the ache.
“Do you feel that, baby? You feel your greedy little cunt dripping sugar down to your asshole trying to entice me to lick you there. Don’t need sugar there for that. There is not a place on your body I won’t taste and love.” I tell her right before my tongue licks her asshole and moans as she screams once again her body jerking off the table. Using my hand to hold her down, I use her pussy as I rub mine, squeezing him.
“Please. Please...in me, Jamison. Please.” Fuck, her words slay the last of my control. Standing, I drop my pants, and slide into her, slow at first, wanting her to feel every inch of me as I fill her tight, wet pussy once again. My eyes close as I enter heaven. The warm gates of eternity.
“Fuck your pussy feels so good, Angel. Like a damn rubber band.” when all of me is in, I still allow myself a second to give thanks for this Angel.
“Jamison move, please. I can’t.” she pants her hip sliding against the table. I lean over, kiss her mouth as my hips begin to move faster, no longer able to take my time. Her hands pull at my hair showing she is just as gone as I am. “Faster.” she chants over and over. Obliging her, I rut into her harder, my own grunts filling the room, in perfect symphony with the sounds of our wet juices mixing together and hips slapping against one another. I feel the pulse of her body driving in sync with mine as our lips speak with one another. Kissing her once more, I move to her neck and bit down, wanting to mark her once again, leave evidence that I was here first and, last and only. “Oh God. Yes. Jamison. Jamison. I feel you. It’s so much.”
“I know baby. It's not enough. Shit. It will never be enough. I will never get enough of this sweet pussy. Fuck, Ana. You're squeezing my cock. Are you trying to milk it, baby? You want my cum in you, don’t you? Filling you up, giving you my kids.” My mouth won’t stop, and neither will my dick. Her petite fingers move to her nipples and pull them as she thrashes her head side to side. I feel the quiver from inside of her, warning me of its impending explosion. Thank fuck because I couldn’t hold on much longer.