Page 105 of Lorenzo

I blushed.

“God, I love you woman.” he said, before he began lazily trailing his tongue up the underside of one of my breasts, long slow licks, before flicking his tongue over my hard, smallish, bright pink nipples. I lightly pinched my other breast with my free hand and moaned in anticipation.

He moved to my other breast, licking slowly underneath to the top, taking my nipple in his mouth and flicking his tongue over it like a clitoris, feeling it harden in response.

I was very horny now and gently pushed his head lower, hoping he would get the message.

He laughed as he kissed slowly down my stomach, to my soaked pussy.

He kissed my thighs on both sides, getting closer to my aching wet pussy, until finally he positioned his tongue at the very bottom of my hot cunt and dragged the flat of his tongue slowly all the way from bottom to top, sliding over my swollen clit.

“Oh yes, Lorenzo!”

The man was a connoisseur, gifted when it came to oral sex and he was all mine.

Thank God.

“Oh, my pretty little pussy was aching, wasn’t she?”

“Yes,” I moaned, as he licked the bottom of my pussy, dragging his tongue up again. The flat of his tongue softly glided over my slick wet lips, collecting my juices on the way. I heard him murmur “Delicious,” right before he ravaged me. Holding onto his head for dear life, I felt the rising heat in my body. I was so close.

He centered his hot mouth over my clit and started very gently exploring its hood with his tongue, delicately probing, moving around without rush, just enjoying the taste and feel of my pussy. A few gentle flicks of my clit with his tongue had me crunching my fingers in his thick dark hair, moaning.

He was driving me crazy. I think about anything, just what he was doing to my body. Ramping me up, stoking my fires, adding more fuel until I was ready to combust. I arched my hips into his face, as he sucked my clit just a little harder.

I slapped the bed in response and shouted, “Stop playing around and make me cum!”

Lorenzo chuckled. “And why would I do that my love? For days you’ve tortured me with your little to no clothes, bending down in front of me, giving me a beautiful view of your delectable ass. You teased me for days my beauty. Paybacks are a bitch.”

“You bastard,” I moaned.

“Not a bastard. I know who my parents are.” He laughed, then he went back to torturing me with long licks of my pussy, flicking my clit at the top and every third or fourth stroke up, he would stay a little while there, circling my clit with his tongue, flicking it gently.

Grabbing his head, I pushed him into my cunt, opened up my legs wider, ready to cum now.

He growled.

Grabbing my hands in his, he held them tight in his hands as sucked my clit hard.

I was begging now. Crying out for him to ease my pain.

Begging to cum and when he lightly bit my clit, I screamed out as my body exploded in a blinding light. My body shook, my pussy spasmed, creaming as Lorenzo lapped up every drop with his talented mouth.

He licked his lips as he moved over me. My legs open for him. My mind was delirious, my body wanting more. I knew then I would never get enough of him. The lust and desire I had for him was all-consuming. A need so great only he could sate.

He was it for me.

No one would ever compare.

He shifted on top of me and moved down, sucking a nipple into his mouth and suddenly, he slid his whole finger inside me. My pussy was sensitive and the shock of penetration sent a shiver through me, my nipple stiffening in his mouth as I arched my back into him. He curved his finger upward and slowly withdrew it, stroking my wall. I angled my hips down for his finger to hit that sweet spot inside, grinding my pelvis against his hand. He moved his head to my other breast and slid his finger back in, stroking my inside with firm but gentle movements.

“Kiss me hard baby” he whispered, over my mouth.

I thrust my tongue into his mouth, hungry for him to be inside me. I stroked his cock gently all the way up and down. I slid my tongue along the underside of his in my mouth, tasting myself, loving the taste of it.

He broke off the kiss to move back down to my breasts, kissing each hard pink nipple and moving down to my stomach again but I had other ideas.

I wanted his cock.


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