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I drop to my knees and take her into my mouth. I work her cock as if it were real, sliding it smoothly in and out, in and out. I gladly take it all. Nine inches of rubber dick hit the back of my throat, causing me to gag.
    “Relax, baby,” she coaxes, gripping the sides of my head. My fingers inch into my pussy, one at a time until I have three tucked inside my wetness. I am slick and ready, my pussy gripping my fingers, hungry for her to mount me and claim my cunt. But she makes me wait. And beg. And beg some more.
    A soft whimper escapes me as I pull the dildo from out of my mouth and glance up at her. “I wanna taste your pussy.” It flutters out of my mouth in a whispery plea. I cannot believe I am practically begging another woman to eat her pussy.
    “Get back up on this dick,” she says, smirking as she’s smacking my lips with her fleshy, spit-drenched cock. I lick my lips and do as I am told, my mouth engulfing the head, my head bobbing back and forth as she grinds her hips forward. “Yeah, suck that shit.”
    I can smell her wet sex, its tangy scent seeping out from the base of her dildo. It, the base, is pressed tight against her clit, lightly brushing against it as I suck her dick. My own cum-soaked pussy wafts through the air adding to my heightened desires. I want her, this cock, deep in my pussy. I shove three fingers into my slippery slit and fuck myself in sync with the bobbing of my head until she pulls her cock out of my mouth and tells me to lie down on the red leather sofa. She gets between my legs, buries her face in, working her tongue around my clit, pushing it in, stroking it back up, then gently tugging it with her teeth. She reaches up, plays with my breasts, rolling each nipple between her fingers. I arch my back, pushing my pussy into her mouth and orgasm. I cum faster and harder than I’ve ever cum in my life.
    She drinks in my juices, then inhales my pussy. “Mmmm, you smell good. And taste even better.” She flicks my clit with her tongue again, then slides a finger in, scooping out my cum. She pulls her finger out, puts it to her lips, then slowly slides it into her mouth, licking and sucking it clean. “Yeah, you got that nice, sweet, creamy pussy, boo.” She plunges her finger back into my heated cunt. She pulls it out, then pushes it back in. In. Out. In. Out. Slides two fingers in, pulls out. In. Out. In. Out. Pushes three fingers in, then with her other hand, plunges a finger into my ass.
    I moan as she pumps her fingers hard into me. Faster, harder, pressing in, pulling out, her knuckles brushing up against my clit with each thrust. “Ohgodohgodohgod . . . yes, yes, yes,” I chant breathlessly. “Ohgodohgodohgod . . . . I’m going to cum, again . . .”
    I gasp, feeling my cunt spasm. A powerful orgasm was working its way through me. I never knew a tongue could feel so fucking good. I am trying to hold back, but her tongue feels . . . ohgod . . . good. Each stroke more delicious than the one before it. Three strokes more and I am gushing. She laps it up, thrusting deep inside my pussy, licking and probing my insides.
    She looks up at me and smiles, her lips sticky and shiny from my juices. “Now, you’re ready for me.” She hovers up over me, pushing my legs back, then plunges her cock inside my wet basin. I gulp in air, then yelp. “You want me to cum in your pussy, baby?” She’s asking this as if she has a real dick that can unload a real nut inside of me. She feels so good inside of me, her finger in my asshole, her cock stroking my pussy—in slow, deliberate thrusts. I wriggle beneath her. She is everything I imagined. Everything I fantasized and dreamed about.
    She fucks me, slowly; long, slow thrusts deep into me. Her mouth is on mine, again, her tongue inching its way back inside. I taste my pussy, sucking her lips, then her tongue, feverishly. She pulls out of me, runs the shaft of her cock up against my clit before sliding it back into my