Total pages in book: 20
Estimated words: 18592 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 93(@200wpm)___ 74(@250wpm)___ 62(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 18592 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 93(@200wpm)___ 74(@250wpm)___ 62(@300wpm)
I can’t help but groan for her. As she pumps my cock with her hand, as she licks it, as she sucks it. She’s so wholly driven to please me, and I can’t get enough of it all. She watches me as I shudder and groan, getting a sick, delightful pleasure out of making a man who’s nearly twice her age writhe, completely at her mercy.
She’s devoted and driven, and I’m just doing my best not to make a mess on her gorgeous face. Her mouth is so strong, so intense, and no matter how much pride I have, at the end of the day I’m only a man and she has me completely under her control.
I can’t take it anymore. I groan a long, loud, powerful moan, and my entire body’s tension is released, all of it surging through me, through my cock, and into her greedy mouth, Cookie happily smiling and still sucking. She’s so eager, so strong, she drinks down each and every drop I have, a hungry, driven girl that I can’t help but fall in love with in time with each and every smack of her lips against my cock.
I’m drained dry. Her tongue runs across her lips, trying to clean up the mess I made of her. “Just as I expected. Santa’s milk is even better right from the tap.”
I laugh, and take a moment to realize what she just called me. “Santa?”
She turns red in embarrassment. “Uh... you’re a big guy. With a big beard. I kind of looked at you as a younger, hotter Santa Claus.”
“Do you have a Santa fetish, Cookie?” I say, my lips twisting into a grin.
“Not before I randomly made the association with you. Now? You’re my fetish, Baker.”
I chuckle. I can’t get enough of this girl. I want to make her mine, I want to please her, I want to make her scream my name.
So that’s exactly what I set out to do. I sit up, and make a sudden move to climb over her, spreading her legs.
“Wait, what are you doing?”
“Santa wants more of his Cookie.”
Her legs part, she is all too eager to give me what I want. She’s still dripping wet, matching me in libido, another sign of how perfect she is for me. I go right for it, hearing her moan as I lay my lips on her, wanting to please her every bit as much as she wants to please me.
And she feels perfect.
She grabs for my aching cock, which should be spent from her last act on me, but I can feel all my strength returning down there. It’s not long before I’m defying my biology again and feeling my cock throb with need again.
I turn, keeping my mouth on Cookie’s sweet cunt, and position myself above her. And she eagerly takes me into her mouth, sucking and lapping at my cock while I savor her pussy. We’re entwined with one another, completely driven with desire to please and use one another, and we can’t get enough of it. I lick her, she sucks me, all for one another.
A huge blissful clusterfuck of man and woman, and every moment she’s pleasing me she’s making me fall deeper and deeper in love with her. She cries out in delight, but doesn’t let her own pleasure get in the way of pleasing me. As driven to worship me as I am to worship her.
Fuck, she’s somehow more perfect than perfect.
We’re all over one another, moaning, panting, giving it all to each other. I have her sweet cunt spread, my fingers grinding into her juicy hole, getting her slick pussy ready for my cock. I know I am big and this sweet virgin is tight – I need her to be nice and ready before I give her my big, stiff cock.
And fuck, she loves getting stretched wide. I pound her hole until she is moaning, shooting her come all over my beard, eager and giddy, and fuck – this woman is mine.
She sucks me off as I come in her mouth again, then she pulls me out, just in time, to spray my seed over her bouncing tits. The rising tide in me is met with her own, and soon we’re moaning in unison, absolutely taken with one another to the absolute fullest.
Incredibly satisfied and relishing it all, we lie side by side on my rug, naked and sweaty, and neither of us could be happier.
If I could fall asleep alongside her right now, I absolutely would. But there’s something stopping me.
“Are you hungry?” I ask, knowing the question is coming out of nowhere.
“Uh.... I guess, yes,” she says with a sly smile. “I think I’ve worked up quite the appetite. And I mean just a normal appetite, not the innuendo type.”
I chuckle as I sit up. “As much as I want to go another round, I think I need to take care of some other basic needs first.”