Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 46847 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 234(@200wpm)___ 187(@250wpm)___ 156(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 46847 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 234(@200wpm)___ 187(@250wpm)___ 156(@300wpm)
She meant what she said. She’s ready.
I grab her thighs, pulling her closer to me, opening my mouth wide so I can taste as much of her as possible. I can feel her bountiful ass against my face, my nose, but most of all I feel how enflamed her clit is.
She moans as I lick her faster, rocking with me, her hand stroking up and down. My cock is ablaze with the sensation, slick precome sliding up and down my shaft.
Then she leans down even more, and I feel her lips kiss my helm, making my whole body shudder.
“You’re so big,” she moans, her voice catching as I lick quicker and quicker.
My hands sink deeper into her flesh as I pull her closer, wishing I could disappear into her hot slit.
She kisses and licks my tip, her movements becoming more staccato as I indulge shamelessly in her pussy, thick legs, and the overwhelming, gorgeous scent of her lust.
Then her moans start to get hollow, breathy, and I know she’s close.
Again.
I’m aching to taste more of her, her squirting cream all over my mouth.
“That’s it,” I snap, moving one hand to her ass, grabbing, kneading her thick gorgeous body.
“Don’t stop,” she whimpers.
I smirk, savoring the neediness in her voice, the desire, as I remember what she said.
She owns me as much as I own her.
And now she’s showing it.
“Beg me,” I snarl, giving her ass a gentle spank, nothing to hurt her, just to remind her she’s mine.
“Please,” she moans, shoving her ass in my face as she leans back. “What you were doing. That spot.”
“Your clit. It’s needy as fuck.”
“Keep going, please. Felix, p-p-puh….”
She can’t complete her sentence, not when I take her clit in my mouth and suck on it, rubbing my tongue all over it at the same time.
She starts rocking back with me, her voice caught in a tangle of moans as if she’s struggling to find her breath.
I keep attacking her clit, sinking my hands deeper into her ass every time.
My cock is aflame as the pleasure makes her jerk me up and down, quicker, squeezing harder.
I can feel her pleasure in her hand, the way she holds onto me, making my dick slicker.
“Ah,” she cries. “Oh fuck.”
Her cry of pleasure drives me on and makes me lick her even faster.
She moans as her pussy starts to quake and her scent gets even tangier.
Her pussy gifts me with wave upon wave of warm cream leaking out of her. She writhes against me, up and down, smearing her wetness across my mouth as I keep licking her clit.
She’s collapsed forward. Her hands propped on my legs.
Leaning forward, I lick her even harder, slipping my tongue down to her entrance and greedily lapping up all her wetness.
Finally, she falls back against me, panting, her hand slowly stroking my cock up and down. My base is a tight band of tension, my tip roaring out for her mouth again… or, even sweeter, even better, her pussy, her tight-as-fuck hole.
“I need you,” I snarl, taking her hips and softly nudging her to the side.
She rolls onto her back, staring up at me with that dazed look as I stand and start tearing off my clothes.
My pants were wedged under my balls, and now I pull them down quickly, my movements frantic.
“Get that dress off,” I tell her. “And your underwear.”
“Why?” she murmurs, smiling playfully. “You want to take a picture?”
“About a thousand. But I’ve got more important things to do right now.”
She smiles cutely, shyly, but there’s that sassiness too, a combination I’ll never get tired of.
As my frantic hands grab hungrily at my clothes, she rises up on her knees and starts wriggling out of her dress.
We’re both starving for each other, my cock pulsing, the tip slick with her mouth.
I stumble back when she reveals her full nakedness.
Her big breasts jiggle for me, gorgeous veins showing their fullness, her nipples full and needy.
Her belly is beautiful sheerly for the fact I know she’s going to hold my children in there.
The triangle of her sex glistens as she looks up at me, her thighs deliciously large, making my palms tingle as I remember carnally grabbing hold of them.
“Lie back,” I growl. “Open those virgin legs. I need you so, so badly.”
My woman does as I say, lying back and spreading her legs. I groan as I stare at the pinkness of her lips, her come making her thighs slick and shiny.
Stumbling over to the bed – she’s making me feel drunk – a voice tries to stop me, reminding me of the consequences.
My daughter.
But the thought passes quickly as the animal takes over, the beast who knows I need to impregnate this woman and do it now.
I climb onto the bed, propping my hands on either side of her. She reaches up and claws onto my arms, digging her nails in, biting her lip as she meets my eye.