Total pages in book: 121
Estimated words: 112755 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 564(@200wpm)___ 451(@250wpm)___ 376(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 112755 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 564(@200wpm)___ 451(@250wpm)___ 376(@300wpm)
His long, fat dick pressed against her, and she shook when she felt it twitch. He caressed her shoulders and neck, and his dick kept jumping… throbbing against her.
“You feel me getting harder, baby?”
“…Yeah.”
“I can’t wait to be inside of you. But first, I’m going to preheat the oven.” He lowered his face to the crook of her neck and delivered a slow, warm kiss.
Closing her eyes, she braced herself as he drifted lower, and lower…
“Ahhh….”
Her back arched when he opened her petals with his fingers and slipped his tongue against her sensitive pussy. He gently massaged her stomach, then caressed her hips.
He gripped her thighs so tight, resistance was futile. The resonances of his mouth gulping her lower lip liquor and sucking her bloomed nature reverberated, blending in with the music like a timeless remix. She looked down while stroking his hair to find him so into what he was doing, an intensity and powerful concentration in his movements and expression, that it sent her over the edge with desire. Tattooed fingers dug into her flesh… sucking hard… moaning… He began to hump the bed as he ate her, and she watched his hips compress and relax, as if he was fucking the mattress with zeal. That sight alone was the final straw…
“Ahhh! Oh my God! Oh… my God! Legend! LEGEND!” She shook all over, her moisture deluging from her pulsating chasm, the juice soon trickling between her legs. He didn’t stop or slow down as she was racked with orgasmic aftershocks. Legend kept going until she was completely spent like an addict’s last dime on their fix. Jodeci’s, ‘Freek ’N You’ serenaded them as he French kissed her honey hole, his tongue going in and out of her, darting like a well-oiled piston. It couldn’t possibly have been more than several seconds, but it felt like minutes before her climax finally dissipated.
When he ultimately rose from his position, his hooded eyes landed on her. Long, jet black lashes blinked slowly several times, his thick beard sparkled with pussy spritz, and his mouth was glossy with her nectar.
He crept up her body and wrapped himself around her like a heavy blanket, kissing all over her face, then slipped beside her. She turned to study him up close, and he dragged her body towards the headboard with a sigh. They lay there, looking at one another. Falling further from the point of no return.
She pressed her mouth against his as they ran their hands all along each other’s limbs. She wanted a front row seat. Beside her wasn’t quite enough. So she draped herself over the man, her breasts pressing into his chest as she straddled him. He looked so deeply up into her eyes, it took her breath away. Reaching up, he began massaging her shoulders, then ran his fingers through her hair as she kissed all along his chest. He had muscles on top of muscles. So hard. Chiseled. Carved from granite and stone.
He told me he worked out. Had a gym membership. I don’t know when he has the time, but apparently he squeezes it in, because good Lord…
She traveled further down, her lips running along his happy trail. A line of pitch-black, straight hair flowed along the center of his Adonis belt until she reached his main attraction.
She beheld his dick then, with its lovely veins, the silkiness of the skin. He’s got a pretty dick. The head was slightly lighter than the shaft, and it seemed to be looking right back at her, waiting to be kissed.
Wrapping both hands around the generous, heavy muscle that turned slightly to the left, she could barely make her fingertips meet at the base.
“Your dick is so big, baby. I know I’m going to love this.”
She kissed the tip, shot him a glance, then slipped the hard schlong into her mouth, and was met with a deep, raspy groan.
“Uhhhh…”
She soon felt pressure on the back of her neck and the top of her head as he fed more of himself to her, bringing her further down the shaft, his hips fucking and bucking with short, determined thrusts.
“Mmmm… That’s it… suck that dick. You give good sloppy top, baby. That feels so fuckin’ good…” When she glanced up at him, he was smiling and biting his lower lip. Her pussy squeezed at the sight. “Don’t be afraid to suck it harder, beautiful. You won’t hurt me… Uhhh…Yeah, just like that… Spit on it, baby…”
She spit on his dick, and kept going, wanting to please him with every fiber of her being. His dick felt amazing thrusting along her tongue, threatening to tickle her tonsils. Tastes great. Looks great. The skin was smooth and velvety, and she delighted in how her tongue felt as it slipped against his slit.
He kept himself up. No wayward forest of unkempt pubic hair, and he smelled wonderful all over, too. She swallowed his drops of clear precum, and gently massaged his balls as he fucked her mouth harder.