” He said, an edge of determination to his voice that drew a giggle from Emma.“Okay tough guy… Well if you don’t the pea’s are still icy cold!”—–Carter panted hard as he buried his face in the pillow. He wasn’t sure if it had been the frequent cage wearing or the several sessions of her specific training, but as he knelt on the bed, pale thighs spread wide as he raised his ass and arched his back down feeling the bed against his abdomen, he could feel his soft cock beneath him, his willpower keeping it from growing as she rammed her cock into him from a fresh angle, mounting him like a bitch.“F-fuck, Carter, baby that feels sooo good!” Emma moaned out, finally free of her T-shirt now that, with his head pressed into the pillow, he was unable to get distracted by her gorgeous bust.His hands dug into the bed sheets as his whole body rocked with the force of her thrusts, their bodies clapping loudly together as her balls slapped against his with every deep drive up into him, her breasts,. He grips my hips tighter and shoves his tongue back inside me. Fucking me with it and I am no longer in control nor can I be, my orgasm is so close. One of his hands leaves my hips and reaches down to start fisting his cock. He is licking my pussy with abandon and I am grinding on his face with abandon. I am crying out and he is growling as he is fucking me with his tongue. I can’t take anymore, I scream his name and cum so hard as he licks up every single drop of my orgasm. I am shaking from my release and want to collapse but he just won’t stop, he is too excited, he keeps licking me, my lips, clit and thighs. He rubs his face all over my wetness. Relishing it and tasting it, he cannot get enough but then. I am suddenly thrown onto my back, his face looking almost furious with passion. He grips my legs under his arms, grips my hips and slams his cock inside me. Thrusting into me over and over while my pussy is still pulsing from my orgasm. He isn't gentle as he is too far gone,.
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