Total pages in book: 22
Estimated words: 20906 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 105(@200wpm)___ 84(@250wpm)___ 70(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 20906 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 105(@200wpm)___ 84(@250wpm)___ 70(@300wpm)
“Fuck. I’m going to burn breakfast.”
I flip the apron off my head and give him a wink. “You concentrate on cooking. I’ll concentrate on sucking.”
“I’ll try, no promises.”
I push my lips over the swollen head, letting it pop through and my jaw muscles are already straining to accommodate him. I’ve never done this before, so I hope I’m doing it right.
I drag the flat of my tongue up and down the base of his shaft, then give a few flicking licks to his balls and I hear him rumble from above.
“Is that good?” I ask.
“Keep going. Yes, it’s fucking good. Just keep doing what you’re doing.”
He pulls the apron off, dropping it next to me on the floor and I look up to see his eyes flash with that darkness. “I want to watch.”
He slides the pan from the hot burner as I lick him all over getting him slick before I attempt to take him into my mouth.
“Open. Wide.” He orders on a low growl as he tugs my hair back arching my neck as he takes the base of his cock in his fist. “Stick your tongue out.”
I do as he says and he slaps it with his erection making me blink but I stay just like that until he’s done.
“Play with your pussy.” Another command which I gratefully follow. “That’s it, I can hear how wet you are. I want you to finger fuck yourself while I face fuck this pretty little mouth.”
I gush on my fingers, the tension already building as he pushes the thick head into my open mouth then holds it there staring down at me like a possessive beast.
He draws out, then back in, deeper and deeper until saliva is dripping from my lips. My mouth seeming to produce lubrication to ease the way just like my pussy.
I whimper as his hand tangles in my hair and I sink my fingers into my sore, battered opening to the second knuckle, in and out, in and out listening to the sloppy wet sound coming from my mouth and between my legs.
“So good. Sexy mouth is going to drain my balls just like that greedy cunt of yours.”
I choke as he moves deeper, gasping for air around the thick flesh missile filling my mouth.
“Swallow and relax. Keep your fingers moving and hold my balls with your other hand.”
I do as he says, trying to soften my throat and cupping the enormous weight of his manhood in my palm, feeling the rough flesh, the course hair and I love all of it.
It takes a few minutes of practice for me to take him deeper, but when I do, he groans, swearing and pushing deeper and deeper until I feel his balls tighten in my hand.
I gurgle around him as tears stream down my cheeks but I love it all.
I feel the cum surge up the base of his cock then it hits the back of my throat in a hot burst. I come with him as he bellows and holds my head.
We make every sort of crazed sound as we pulse and rock through our orgasms as my jaw pops and I fill my palm with my slick release.
“Fuck,” He finally says as he pulls from my mouth reaching down to wipe away the mixure of spit, tears and cum from my face. “I hope you liked that as much as I did.”
I nod giving him a smile. “There’s only one problem.”
“What’s that baby?”
“I’m full.” I flatten my hand on my belly. “You found a new way to fill me up. That monster of yours delivers.”
“I want to come help,” I tell him, pouting, and he glances down at his t-shirt which I’m still using as a dress.
“You’re hardly dressed for the weather, angel.”
“I’ll get changed. Give me two minutes.”
Before he can tell me no, I’m off into his bedroom, scrambling around for my clothes from yesterday. They could do with a wash, but I don’t care about that. There’s one thing I love almost as much as Dodge, and that’s the reindeer. I want to come with him to pick out the ones that will pull the sleigh today, then watch them get harnessed up and feed them sugar beets.
“Ready!” I shout as I head out to him, hobbling as I pull my boots onto my feet. “Told you I’d be quick.”
“You did. Okay, you can come help, but if you start to get cold you’re coming right back inside, got it?”
“Got it.” I nod, then take his hand as he turns and stomps for the door.
Outside, I follow him around the side of the cabin, then we both stop dead, staring.
“What the fuck?” Dodge grunts under his breath. “Fucking kids. Why the fuck are they messing with my deer all the sudden? I’ll kill them if I find out who they are.”