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together? I know you’re lying so let’s just be honest.”
     
    “Oh, you mean like you did with the Belgian heist, and your family made off with hundreds of millions of dollars in jewels that should belong to my family?” I spat.
     
    He rolled his eyes up at the ceiling then walked up to me. I hesitantly took a step back as I expelled a deep breath.
     
    “The Russian security is downstairs at the bar, drinking up a storm and being entertained by African harlots. Let’s do this heist together. Give me a chance, let me make it up to you.” he said softly and placed a hand on my shoulder. He pulled me close, into his embrace.
     
    “No! Stop!”
     
    My voice said no, but my body was saying yes. His visceral instincts kicked in. He knew I was there for the taking. Why else had I not bothered to put my clothes on? Why hadn’t I asked him to leave? I flinched as I felt his cock rub up against my thigh. He was so hard, it felt like he had wood in his pants. Meekly, I resisted and tussled like I wanted him to let me go. He groped my ass cheeks and pulled them apart. He squeezed hard, like rough sex. That turned me on. He then forcefully placed his lips on my neck. Feebly, I resisted. His lips were hot like lava. I squirmed under his touch.
     
    “You remember you used to let me finger fuck you in the back of the limousine? I always wanted to lick your pussy. Instead, I had to lick my fingers. But now—”
     
    “Noo.” I whined weakly, and pushed against his muscular chest. God he felt good.
     
    “You know you want this dick,” he said wantonly and took my hand.
     
    He placed it against his cock. He was ramrod hard, and long as my forearm. I shuddered as I thought about the depth of his cock penetrating me, impaling me. I didn’t remove my hand from his large cock. I couldn’t if I wanted to. Instead, I squeezed it like a pet snake, admiring its girth. I laved every inch, stroking it as if it were the most precious gift.
     
    Mark unhooked my bra and slid it off my shoulders. His tongue suddenly slithered across my neck and down my breasts, leaving a hot trail of saliva. He squeezed them lustfully and began to slobber and lap at my nipples greedily. He moved my panties to the side, and shoved a finger inside my pussy. I flinched uncontrollably as if I had been doused with ice water
     
    “Ohhhh, g…god…shit… hum.” I moaned.
     
    That was when I lost all inhibitions, all control. I reached down and unfastened his pants. His cock popped out, dangled long like a pole. I gasped and sucked in a protracted breath. The whole time, he looked at me with an insatiable desire that was almost savage, bestial even. I had the urge to ingurgitate him deep into the back of my throat. To siphon his semen as I caressed him with both hands. His cock was pale, white as snow, and except for the mushroom head, it was ashen pink with corrugated veins as large as my fingers, running the length of his shaft.
     
    Suddenly, Mark picked me up and carried me over to the couch. I spread my legs and lassoed his waist. It almost seemed as if he was carrying me on his mammoth cock. I could feel it wedged between my ass cheeks. Light as a feather, he placed me on the couch, got down on his knees and pulled my panties to the side again. By then, I was wet as a river, spewing cum like a faucet.
     
    He smiled up at me with a sheepish grin, and said honestly, “I’ve always wanted to do this. To eat your pussy, to have you cum in my mouth.”
     
    The entire time he talked, I stroked the back of his head as if beckoning him, rushing him to hurry up and bury his face in my pussy. I was about to explode. I needed a climax. I needed to release.
     
    He dipped his lips first, and licked my engorged clitoris and then tongued my vulva gluttonously. The sensation was titillating. My legs, as if having a mind of their own, spread like wings as I took flight, soaring into the clouds. He worked his tongue like a magician; molesting, teasing,