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hands caressed her back and pulled her in close.
    She gasped as his lips finally released her. She was breathing so heavily. She wanted more.
    He poked his index finger down the waistline of her pants as he moved his lips to her neck, sending tender trembles through her willing body. Angie unbuttoned the top of her pants and guided his hand down. His fingers slipped into her panties and slowly inched lower. She grabbed his bicep and squeezed as his finger found her pearl. His hand crawled down further and rubbed her lips, his rough fingertips gliding lightly over her opening. She writhed against his hand, wanting to feel his fingers slide inside her, wanting him to touch her properly. His other hand moved to her breast and caressed it as he kissed a wet, luscious trail down her neck. His lustful breath was hot against her skin.
    “Fuck,” she moaned as her hand traveled to the front of his pants and the hard cock hidden underneath. He gently grabbed her wrist and pulled it away.
    “No,” he whispered in her ear as he moved his finger back up to her clit and rubbed it in a slow, circular motion. “Let me.”
    Angie braced herself against the counter as her legs started to tremble. Her hand splashed in warm water. The sink was overflowing onto the kitchen counter and onto the floor. She hit the faucet off as Sidney slid a finger into her wet pussy. “Ahh,” she moaned, her body convulsing. She leaned back against the counter, her heart pounding in her chest.
    Angie whined as Sidney pulled his hand from her pants. He cupped the back of her thighs and easily lifted her up onto the wet counter. She clenched the back of his neck and shoved her tongue in his mouth. He lifted her hips up, slid off her wet pants and tossed them on the floor.
    He put his hands on her knees and gently spread her legs apart. His hands slowly traveled down the inside of her thighs to her eager box. She could barely swallow. Barely breathe. Her whole body was rigid and tight with anticipation as his tongue caressed the inside of her mouth. She needed him to touch her aching pussy again. She wanted his fingers on her. In her.
    His thumbs brushed against her pussy as he hooked his fingers into the waistband of her yellow panties. She let out a shuddery breath. He slid the panties down her leg slowly, pulled away from Angie’s mouth, and guided her bare feet out of them.
    Her thoughts were jumbled as her body responded to his. She let it all go, choosing to focus on his hands and on his tongue.
    Sidney kissed her lips one more time, then sank down. He kissed her inner thigh, just past her knee, and worked his way down, slowly kissing and licking her skin with his warm lips and hot tongue. She grabbed her burning pussy and he pulled her hand away. “You must wait,” he whispered between kisses. He ripped his dress shirt open and flung it on the floor with his tie. Stray buttons littered the tiled floor. He licked his lips and then went back to work.
    His tongue traveled down her leg slowly. Way too slowly. He took his time, teasing her and making her muscles tighten, making the pressure build up. She could feel soft kisses on one thigh, his cheek against the other, his nose grazing across her opening. Just as his mouth arrived at her aching pussy, he switched legs and moved back up to her other knee.
    “Just lick it,” she begged, digging the back of her head into the cupboard in beautiful frustration. He snaked his tongue down her inner thigh, tickling and teasing as he went. Angie moaned and gyrated her hips on the wet kitchen counter as he got closer and closer. She closed her eyes. He was so close. She spread her legs further apart, her whole body aching with anticipation. He reached her wet pussy and blew on it gently. Her whole body shook in convulsions. She grabbed the loaf of bread on the counter next to her and squeezed it into a pulp, ripping the bag.
    He gazed up at her with fierce, dark eyes and licked her pussy from the bottom to the