Temporary Temptress
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“Me first,” she cooed as she rocked herself over to mount him. Repeating his own motions, she slowly unbuttoned his shirt and began to work her way down his chiseled chest with her lips. She placed the button of his pants in her mouth, skillfully undoing them with her teeth, a trick she had learned in college to arouse any man. Working his pants down his legs, his hard dick sprang to life before her.
She took it in her mouth, exploring every hard inch of his being just as she had teased with the berry. He moaned ever so slightly. Moving slowly, she took more and more into her mouth until his entire cock was engulfed.
“Oh, fuck,” he exclaimed. She hummed with approval sending another wave of excitement through him. Faster and faster she moved up and down his shaft, tasting his sex. She released him with a loud pop, again meeting his gaze. Lust had overcome him and no longer was he concerned with formalities. His strong arms moved forward to grab her once more, placing her with authority down on the satin sheets.
Mr. Douglas ripped away her soaked panties and bra, taking no time before inserting his hot, wet shaft into her. She screamed with pleasure.
“Fuck me, fuck me hard!”.
His pace quickened as he slit his hard cock in and out of her dripping wet pussy, taking no time to speak but only to take heavy primal breathes. His hands took hold of her breasts, squeezing slightly before making contact with just her nipples. The sensitivity took hold of her and she could no longer contain herself, she began to moan loudly, grabbing on to his muscular ass and forcing him deeper within her.
With every bit of his manhood deep within her, she shuddered and bit down hard on his neck. His pace once again elevated to an unreal speed as she climaxed. She screamed out from the excitement, her moans echoing in the empty house. Her juices rolled down his still rock hard penis, sliding himself even more effortlessly into her. He thrust hard again, forcing another scream from her as he filled her with cum.
Neither said a word for a moment. Mr. Douglas removed himself and laid down next to her. She curled herself up next to his perfect body. The couple both remained silent, panting heavily and not being able to summarize their affair in words.
“You're mine now,” Mr. Douglas finally said to break the silence. She nuzzled her head closer to his chest and playfully bit down.
“I don't think so,” she teased, “I think you're mine”.