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painstakingly open it.
    Her breasts spilled forward as the fabric loosened and Chris failed to ignore the distraction. He pulled her dress down about her waist so he could free her bosom from her bra. Merci had always believed her breasts were her best physical attribute and Chris certainly appeared to appreciate them. He scooped one mahogany globe up in his hand and began to kiss the large ebony aureole, starting at the edges and working his way in.
    Merci felt her flesh begin to pucker and watched the long nipple stand up in pride. “How did you know I like tootsie rolls?” Chris asked just before his tongue darted out to taste the top of one swollen tit.
    The shock of pleasure jolting through Merci’s body confused her thought processes. “What?”
    “Your beautiful tits look just like my favorite candy,” Chris explained, “mini tootsie rolls.”
    He lightly bit the sensitive flesh and a spasm buckled Merci’s body.
    “Mmmm, just as chewy and just as tasty,” Chris said.
    He sucked the tit hard into his mouth and tried to touch Merci’s stomach but her crumpled dress got in the way.
    He let go of the nipple. “This has got to go!”
    Grabbing the top of the dress with both hands, he pulled it quickly down Merci’s body, tossing it across the room. The air conditioning embraced her, raising goose bumps on her flesh and heightening her need for Chris’ body. His tongue went to work on her other nipple; teasing, playing and stimulating the ultra sensitive flesh while his fingers glided over her stomach, skirting her navel to patrol the territory just north of her panties.
    Merci closed her eyes and concentrated on breathing. She had intended to take control for this third round but all she wanted now was to keep feeling Chris’ lips and fingers. He slipped under her panties and began a foray into her bush, searching the hair of her mons veneris for the spots that made her see stars.
    He found them too—Merci never remembered feeling so many sparks without her genitals actually being part of the action. Sure Chris was sucking on her nipples, but that didn’t explain the twinges of pleasure shocking her groin or the way her body leaned into his fingers as they caressed her.
    He ventured further south, testing the moistness of her lips and dragging the sweet liquid out into the air to lubricate her clitoris. Merci couldn’t stifle her moans. She let her hips rise and fall, gyrating sensuously beneath Chris’ skilled fingers. She’d completely surrendered control to him and she didn’t care. All she wanted to do was let this man make her come again.
    His mouth switched back to her other nipple, leaving the first suddenly cold without his lips to warm it. His fingers slid inside her again, letting the long middle digit ride her clit as he penetrated her. His forefinger and ring finger rode either side of her labia compressing them against the middle finger—making her tremble—longing for something larger. Her heart beat could outpace a race horse’s. Chris’ actions were generating enough electricity to power a twelve story skyscraper. The charge kept building, building, building. His lips on her nipple... His fingers in her pussy. All powerful need peaked in her groin and further engorged her already swollen tits. Her fingers began to flail as her body quivered on the verge of climax. She brushed his monster cock with her hand and clamped hold of it.
    Chris jerked in response, curling his long middle digit inside her, accidentally digging hard into her g-spot.
    Merci’s whole lower body erupted in pleasure. She screamed, thrust her hips high into the sky, and squeezed even harder on Chris’ cock.
    The bastard let go of her convulsing pussy and pulled away. A moment later he swung her body around, pushed her legs high into the air, and yanked her panties off. Her hips continued to dance, riding out the orgasm that Chris was no longer conducting. He forced one ankle back near her ear, crushing Merci’s