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out an evil and delighted chuckle, pushing his
finger in as deep as he could go.
    She screamed. “No Sir,” she corrected herself.
    “I will,” he said, withdrawing his finger only to add
another before thrusting into her ass again.
    She let out a loud high-pitched squeal. “Fuck!”
    Smiling to himself, he eased out of her.
    Her breath gusted from her.
    “Stand up. You may use your hands to climb up on the bed and
lie down on your back,” he commanded.
    She stood and did as he instructed. He grabbed the wet wipes
and washed off his hands.
    “Bend your knees.”
    She did so, but kept them together.
    “Spread your legs.”
    She groaned. Her chest and cheeks flushed but she did it.
    “Show me that hard little clit of yours.”
    Spreading her knees farther, she looked to him for approval.
    He shook his head, grinning. “Use your hands.”
    She glared at him, wavering momentarily. Biting down on her
bottom lip, she shuddered as her hands slid down to her bare mound. Delicate
fingers moved her outer lips aside, raising the hood off her swollen clit. She
watched him, unflinching as he bent down between her legs, inches away from her
tender flesh. Wanting her to feel just how close he was, he blew gently across
her thigh and then over her clit.
    She jerked.
    Pink folds quivered, dripping wet with her arousal. He could
smell her pussy, rich and erotic musk. Still holding herself open her fingers,
she began to tremble. Circling his arms around her thighs, he pulled her to his
mouth. He gave one long lick over her sex before latching on to her hard nub.
    Groaning deeply, she tightened her leg muscles. Her hands
dove into his hair as she ground her pussy against him. He should scold her.
Reprimand her for moving her hands, but his need superseded his instructions,
besides he would enjoy punishing her later for it. He savored the taste of her,
devouring her and wanting more.
    Her breaths grew choppy.
    Sinking two fingers into her cunt, he curled his fingers up
and did his come-hither motion, searching for her G-spot.
    “Yes, yes, oh fuck!”
    G-spot found. “Don’t you fucking come.”
    Her eyes shot wide open. Her whimper a sexy purr of distress.
    Giving her a stern look, he latched on to her clit then
plunged his fingers deep inside her cunt.
    She groaned with frustration.
    “Come!” he said, holding her clit between his teeth and
flicking it with his tongue.
    Her pussy clinched his fingers, drenching his hand. She
screamed aloud, as her body writhed under him.
    He slowed as the waves of her orgasm eased. She let out a
wicked, sexy laugh. She rose on her elbows and looked down at him, flipping her
hair off her face. Smiling as she took in deep breaths. “That was the best
fucking orgasm of my life.”
    He couldn’t help himself. He smiled back at her joyful
expression, reveling in her admiration and wanting more. “You liked that, huh?”
    “God yes.”
    “Then do it again.” He lowered his head.
    She gasped, trying to scoot back. “Wait.”
    “Uh unh,” he said with her clit already between his lips,
holding her in place by her thighs.
    “I need to catch my—” She cried out.
    He shook his head, tugging on her clit with every movement
of his head.
    “Oh fuck,” she yelled.
    He relentlessly flicked her hard clit with his tongue,
finger-fucking her pussy with increasing force.
    “Please Sir, please Sir, please,” she begged for release.
    He nodded. Her back arching as she came. Her breaths ragged,
her body slick with cum and sweat.
    He wanted to push her further, force yet another orgasm on
her, but he could not hold off his own need any longer. He moved off her to fully
remove his pants. His cock jutted up, the head wet with pre-cum. He ripped open
a condom and rolled it down his shaft.
    As he knelt between her legs, her sensuous body flushed with
arousal, aching for him. He hooked his arms under her knees, lifting her bottom
up. He pushed her legs up to her chest.
    “Please Sir,” she whispered