Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23208 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 116(@200wpm)___ 93(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23208 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 116(@200wpm)___ 93(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
“You’re going to make me cum like this, and you know it.” I grab her hips, and she pouts a little.
“But I like when you cum. It feels so good.” She clenches again, and I curse.
“Stop it.”
“I can’t. Now all I’m doing is thinking about you cumming inside me.” She clenches over and over, and I bury my face in her tits.
“You’re killing me.” I reach between us and rub her pussy with my thumb as I stroke her clit.
“Oh god, right there.”
I do as she demands, and I rub while I thrust up. She’s so fucking wet and needy that I know I’m not going to last much longer. I’m just trying to make sure she gets off first.
With a few more quick passes over her clit, her legs tense, and she arches back as she comes apart in my arms. Her pussy slicks my shaft as she grinds down and calls out my name. I love watching her climax because there’s nothing sweeter than seeing her lost in pleasure.
Just as I thrust up and I’m about follow her over the edge, I hear our kids calling for us in the distance.
“Fuck,” I growl as Kitty’s eyes widen, and she tries to scramble off my lap. “No, no, no, no.” I go to stop her, but the evil wench laughs.
“Sorry, big guy, but looks like you’ll have to wait a little longer.” She puts her dress in place as I try unsuccessfully to stuff my soaking wet cock back in my jeans.
“It won’t fit,” I complain, and she licks her lips as she looks at how big and swollen it is. “Stop that or I’ll have you on your knees.”
“Mom! Dad!” the kids call, and I groan as I finally put my cock away and fasten the buckle.
“Don’t worry, I’ll still be without panties all afternoon.”
“Kitty,” I warn, because I’m so fucking close to the edge I’m not in the mood to play.
“Just try not to think about it the next time I’m bent over.”
She has the audacity to laugh and wink at me as she hurries out of the gazebo and toward the sound of the kids.
I chase after her, and her squeals echo across the hills as I toss her over my shoulder and stomp toward our home.
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THE END!