Total pages in book: 26
Estimated words: 23857 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 119(@200wpm)___ 95(@250wpm)___ 80(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23857 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 119(@200wpm)___ 95(@250wpm)___ 80(@300wpm)
“That’s it baby, cum on my cock.” She lost her breath and squeezed down on my shit right before her pussy gushed. Nothing like the feeling of warm sweet pussy juice running down my cock. Her last orgasm made the way easier for my cock and though her pussy still had a death grip on my meat, I was now able to fuck with abandon.
“Lean back for me baby, I wanna suck on your tits.” She leaned back on her elbows which changed up my angle once again. I lifted her knees over my bent arms and leaned in to feast on her tits.
I dropped back to a nice slow, deep penetration while giving her tits the attention they deserved. Her shits are sensitive as fuck. I can get her to cum just by nibbling on them and set out to do that now.
I sucked first one to hardness before moving on to the next. “Play with your clit for me baby.” Her hand rushed down between us and she frigged her fat clit while I ate at her tits and slow fucked her.
I felt her building towards orgasm again, but for some reason, what I thought on the outset was going to be a quick hard fuck on the kitchen floor was fast becoming something else.
I bet she wasn’t thinking about her ziti now, but I kept that shit in mind, barely. I do not want to hear her Italian ass on a rant over another spoilt meal. It happens…a lot.
“I wanna suck your cock.”
“Not now baby. I like how your pussy feels like this.” She bit me but that didn’t stop me from doing what I was doing.
Instead I drove my finger hard into her ass to get her to behave. “I’m going to give you two fingers now okay. Tell me if it hurts.” She tensed up automatically but I took my time and eased my finger out before adding another and pushing back in.
Her ass was soaked with cunt juice and precum which made it easier to slide my digits home. I played around in her ass while loving on her tits and feeding her my cock.
“Oh shit I’m cumming again. Oh fuck that’s so good.” I pulled back to look at her face when I felt her cunt clamp down on my cock.
Her eyes were rolled back in her head, her mouth was open in her signature I’m cumming expression and her whole chest had gone red. When she stopped breathing I was afraid it was too much, but two- seconds later she released her breath on a loud ear piercing scream as her body begun to spasm.
“Oh fuck that’s beautiful baby.” I’m sure it was the fingers in her ass that had sent her into orbit, which could only make my ass fucking campaign all the easier.
I gave her time to come down and catch her breath, but I wanted to see and feel that shit again. Those fingers in her ass went into overdrive and I bit her nipple just a little harder.
“Again, do that again!” I fisted her hair and pulled hard and felt her pussy twitch in answer. And when I bit into her neck, marking her, that’s when the fun really begun. She tried to break my dick off with her shit.
I didn’t even have to move, just stood there and let her use my cock to get off while finger fucking her ass. I felt my balls harden and draw up, getting ready for blast off.
Just as she was coming down from orgasm number three I slammed my cock home deep, emptying my nuts in her belly and she screeched. “Oh shit, that’s my spot. Do that again.” I love this fucking girl.
Olivia
“Dad, I don’t want you to do anything, leave it alone.” I picked at the cotton candy pink nail polish on my toes as I held the phone between my ear and shoulder. I need a salon run.
“Who said anything about doing something?”
“I know you is all. I have it under control.”
“If that changes I’m only a phone call away you hear?”
Why do I tell ma anything? She always promises not to share but before the off button’s been pressed she’s off and running to daddy and the rest of the clan.
The last thing I need is for my loud rowdy family to descend on this poor man. He doesn’t know it yet, but he’s going to be my husband. I know he’s now getting out of one marriage and isn’t looking for anything serious, but I’m working on it.
We’re like the perfect fit, in every way. And though it’s only been a few short months, I can’t imagine my life without him in it. In fact, lately, I’ve been getting anxiety attacks just at the thought of something upsetting the applecart. Like his annoying ass ex-wife.