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“I’m probably really heavy after all that food.”

“You’re seriously light.”

Placing her on the bed, I helped pull off her jeans, and my breath hitched seeing her in those tiny red panties.

“When can I start taking photos?” I pulled a half-smile. I didn’t normally film or photograph girls I fucked, but Theadora in that skimpy bra and panties made for libido juice.

“Only when you let me photograph you.” She cast me a teasing smile.

“I’m hardly a painting. Not like you.”

I stripped down to my briefs, and my dick bounced out, relieved at being freed.

She stared at my dick as I held it in my hand. “I like seeing your big dick.” Biting her lip, she looked like she’d admitted to something taboo like sucking my cock, which wasn’t that taboo, but enough to make her guilty smile make my dick stretch to my navel.

“I’ve been hard all day thinking of you,” I said. “No, that’s a lie.”

Her eyebrows gathered.

“I’ve been hard from the moment you left yesterday.”

“That sounds painful.” She giggled, opening her legs enough for her slit to show through the lacy fabric of her panties.

Pre-cum soaked my hand.

“You’re really fucking sexy for someone who hasn’t had any experience.”

“That’s because of how you’re looking at me. And I’ve seen porn.”

“Have you just?” I grinned. “Any favourites?”

She opened her legs wider. Her tongue running around her lips.

I met her on the bed and rubbed my dick against the crotch of her panties. She was soaking wet.

“I like watching men fucking girls from behind.”

“Like up the bottom?” I asked, my brows lowering.

“Nope. Like we did in the shower, with your hands all over my tits.”

I hissed behind my teeth. Pre-cum soaked my stomach. What a nice memory that was. Balls buried deep against that peachy arse. Her pussy tight and hungry for my dick.

“Do you want to feel my hard dick inside of you?” I asked, blood charging through me.

She nodded. Her cheeks red.

I hooked inside her panties and ripped them off. Held by a fine thread that was easy to do and an apt gesture for how desperately I needed a taste.

“Hey, they almost cost me a day’s salary.” She laughed.

“I’ll set up an account for you in a lingerie shop. With pleasure,” I said.

I parted her thighs nice and wide and placed my head between them. Her female scent made my dick rock-hard.

I lapped and licked her swollen clit until she came all over my tongue, and those whispery moans grew into extended groans as I swallowed everything she had.

I sat her on top of me and unclasped her bra. Taking her tits into my hands, I sucked on her nipples, which reminded me of ripe raspberries. My favourite fruit.


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