Hunte

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Authors: Rie Warren
hard, so darkly colored.
    I made sure she saw the movement of my foreskin and the way my wide crown dampened with each pass. I choked my cock at the root and shook it in my hand.
    “My turn now.” Settling between my legs, she swung her lush brown curls over her shoulder and shoved my hands away.
    I reclined, my arms crossed behind my neck, my hips lifting. My head cranked back, I maintained my sights on her. Topless hand job by the hottest woman I’d ever met. That was going in the repertoire just in case she cut me off from anymore horny lovin’ later.
    She held me in both hands.“ Ohhh . It’s so heavy.”
    Stroking my ego and my cock at the same time. Talented woman.
    Her tits bounced up and down when she really got into it. The two-handed hold tore grunts from my mouth. She fisted in opposite directions. She polished my knob with the flat of her palm, gathering the leaking precome to slicken my shaft on the way down.
    Lifting her hands off me, JB’s laughter swelled throughout the room when my cock waved in the air.
    I curled my fists into the blankets, so close to coming my dick ached and my balls were full.
    “Got any lube?” she asked.
    Unable to do more than grunt by then, I pointed to the bedside table. She hurried, quickly finding the tub as well as a strip of condoms she tossed onto the bed for later use. Smart thinking.
    She scooped some lube out with her fingers, spreading it between her hands. I liked my slick stuff creamy if I was taking the time to jag off. I liked to edge and swell and feel the veins pulsing in my grip, the thick white lube raunchier than any clear sleek liquid.
    Her palms oiled and ready, she set them on me again.
    “Oh, fucking hell!” My hips moved into her tight clasp.
    The squelching noise filled the room. Her thumbs pressed together along the bulging under-vein of my cock, she ran her hands up and down, up and down. I raised my head to watch. The thick rod disappeared inside her slick hands and a creamy white foam formed between her fingers. Her tits bounced. Her cheeks turned pink. She bit her lip.
    Grabbing her hair, I hauled her to my mouth. I kissed her, groaning. Throbbing heat crackled at the surface of my skin. I was ready to shoot off.
    Her fingers folded together, she fucked me through her knuckles. Tightening and sweeping over the head, she ramped up the fire speeding to my balls.
    “You’re gonna make me come, JB.”
    “Am I?”
    Through gritted teeth, I snarled, “Oh, God, yesss !”
    At the last moment, she closed her soft full lips around the head of my cock. I blew my load in her mouth, the first feel of her wetness on my dick pushing me over the edge. Rope after rope of seed blasted from me, and she noisily swallowed, humming on me.
    After the last jet erupted from my cock, she opened her lips and let some of my come drip down onto my shaft. She slapped me against her face then bathed me in her tongue. She licked long trails through my pubes and up my cock, cleaning everything away with a kitten-and-cream smile.
    I relaxed onto the bed, my bones all but melted.
    “Next time I’ll give you the full treatment,” she smugly said.
    Awestruck. That was what I was. And fast rising to full cock-hardness again at the thought of a long blowjob from her lips. “Not sure I’d survive it.”
    “Sometimes I just like giving a hand job. Cock feels so good. Especially yours. I might have to prep to get all of you in my mouth.” JB continued in a conversational tone while she continued to blow my mind. “But I always swallow. I love the taste of come.”
    Jesus Christ.
    Tackling her beneath me, I propped up on my fists. “Oh yeah? Know what I like doing? Eating hot wet pussy.”
    “Then I think I’ve got what you’re looking for.”
    “No doubt.” Slipping off her, I sat against the headboard. “Give me your tits first.”
    Sitting astride me in nothing but the thin panties and mind-destroying gold waist chain, she fed me her breasts. I couldn’t get

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