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/> “We can have one big night of passion before breaking it off for the rest of the semester,” she said.

“I don’t want to break it off…”

Her kiss silenced me. I reached down and picked her up. Carrying her in my arms, I walked to her bedroom, opening the door with my foot.

She clung to me, nibbling at my ear as I crossed her room to the bed. I kissed her neck a moment before setting her down on the mattress.

The sight of her looking up at me stirred the beast between my legs. One more night wouldn’t be nearly enough. I was ready to give up going pro to be with her.

As I took off my clothes, she stood up and did the same. I bent and kissed one of her nipples, loving the way it hardened between my lips.

She ran her fingers through my hair as I kissed lower, getting on my knees in front of her. I wanted to worship every single inch of her body.

Her moans let me know she appreciated the attention as I kissed her stomach then moved lower. Grabbing that ass, I buried my face between her legs.

As I licked and kissed, she spread her legs a bit, giving me easier access. While I made love to her pussy with my mouth, I stroked my cock. Fuck! Condoms!

Should I tell her or just keep going? Surely she would notice.

My mind went over every possibility as I traced the alphabet with my tongue, making her moan even louder. I’ll get her off and then leave. Yeah, that was doable.

“Fuck me, baby,” she said, stepping back.

I stared up at her, my hard cock in my right hand.

“Let me finish,” I said, breathing heavy.

“I want you inside me.”

After a deep sigh, I said, “I forgot a condom.”

“Oh no…”

“Yeah. Let me finish.” I licked her slit from bottom to top. “You taste so good.”

“Don’t stop,” she begged.

I did not stop, but I slowed down, etching every inch of her flesh into my mind. If we had to be away from each other for even a few weeks, I wanted to remember her.

After a few licks, I stopped and laid down on my back.

“Come here,” I said, motioning with my hand. “Sit on my face.”

“I’m not sure…”

“It’s my fantasy.”

Her eyes widened.

“Okay…Sixty-nine?”

“No. This is sixty-eight, all about you.”

She smiled as she kneeled on the carpet. A moment later, she had straddled my chest. I grabbed her ass and pulled her forward.

The most amazing pussy in the world inched closer to my face. I still had her taste in my mouth, but I wanted more, so much more.

Her thighs were pressed against my face. She stared down at me, a look of anticipation on her face.


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