Dilf（A Secret Baby Bad Boy Romance）(14)

I succumb to his magical touch in a fraction of a second, my pussy tightening around his fingers as a violent electric spasm crawls up my spine. I throw my head back, bumping it against the wall, and let my moan spread its wings and turn into a scream of utter delight.

Using both my hands, I curl all of my fingers around his wrist and force him to press even harder, my G-spot burning as if his fingers were made of flames.

“That… that was so good,” I breathe out as he slides his fingers out of my pussy. He doesn’t reply; he just grins and, lifting his hand up, takes his two fingers to his mouth. He brushes his fingertips over his parted lips, my fluids making them glisten, and then smiles softly.

“Of course it was,” he simply says, moving his fingers toward me. I open my mouth by instinct, my body reacting on its own, and he slides his fingers inside my mouth; I close my eyes and suck on his fingers, the sweet flavor of my own pussy eclipsing every other sensation. “Delicious, isn’t it?” he asks me, his deep rugged voice awakening a beast inside of me.

“Yes,” I tell him, smiling back at him while I rest my hands on his shoulders and push his ruined shirt down his arms. My heart thumps faster as I see the cords of chiseled muscles that go down from his shoulders to his forearms, and my knees grow weak, which isn’t a problem because what I want to do now doesn’t require me to be standing up.

I lower my body, my fingers trailing down from his shoulders to his abs, and kneel right in front of him. “Now let’s see if you’re as delicious as me,” I tell him, looking up and into his eyes. My fingers go down to the line between his pants and his skin, and I start working on his belt, unbuckling it.

My movements are slow but deliberate and, as I pull his belt out from its loops, I know that my patience is paying off. His whole body is tensing up, and his cock is straining harder against his pants, tenting them up even more eagerly than before. I’ve felt it with my fingers, but now I think it’s time to see with my own eyes what he’s hiding between his legs.

I undo the top button on his pants and then, holding my breath, I pull his zipper down. His cock pushes back against his boxer briefs, and my heart skips a beat as I lay eyes on its perfect outline. I’ve never seen anything quite like it; it’s simply too big.

Still holding my breath, I use the tip of my fingers to trace the outline of his cock, a pleasant warmness spreading from my fingertips to the rest of my body as I feel his shaft pulsing against me. Well, here I go.

Moving as fast as I can, I hook my two thumbs on his boxer briefs and, exhaling sharply, I push them down his legs violently. Both his pants and boxers fly down to his ankles, and his cock springs free so fast that it slaps me across the face, the touch of skin on skin almost enough to make me come.

I pull back and, just kneeling there, I let my eyes roam over his massive shaft. He has to be at least twelve inches long, which makes it the biggest cock I’ve ever seen. I reach for it, hesitating as I wonder about what I’m going to do with it; he’s big enough to make me doubt my own prowess. I mean, just think of the mechanics involved; is he even going to fit inside of me?

Well, I guess I have to find out, don’t I?

“Like what you see?” Parker asks me, kicking off his shoes one at a time and stepping out of his pants.

“I do,” I reply, taking a deep breath to steady my fingers and finally curling them around his thick shaft. I tremble slightly as I feel his thickness against the palm of my hand, and I breathe out loudly as I move my hand for the first time, moving it all the way to the base of his cock. Now grabbing him with both my hands, I start a pendulum motion, going up and down his length at a growing pace.#p#分页标题#e#

I work my way into a furious rhythm and I finally start leaning in; I stop stroking him and tilt my head sideways, reaching for his shaft with the tip of my wet tongue. My skin prickles as I feel the tip of his cock, and then I run my tongue all the way down to its root. I repeat this motion over and over again, teasing him, and only stop when he rests both his hands on my head, running his fingers through my hair.

“Let’s see how delicious you really are, then,” I whisper, wrapping my lips around the tip of his cock. I have to make one mighty effort in order to do it, my jaw burning as I force my mouth open as wide as I can. Still, I push through, rolling my lips down the glorious length of his cock; I close my eyes as I feel its tip pressed against the back of my throat, and then I make one final effort, only stopping when I feel my lips brushing over the skin at the root of his cock.