Mr. President 1(30)
“I wouldn’t mind having you all day on your knees…” he groans, running his fingers through my hair. “Maybe I should’ve put that in the contract,” he whispers, throwing his head back and closing his eyes, simply surrendering to the way I’m handling his 12-inches of pure pleasure.
“Fuck,” Austin groans again, his cock throbbing against my fingers. Grabbing me by the wrist, he forces me to let go of his cock and then pulls me up to my feet. Taking one hand to my waist, he then pushes me back and sits me down on the edge of the tub. “I need to taste that pussy. Right now,” he growls and, waiting no time, goes down on one knee. Pushing my yoga pants down, he throws them to the side and allows his gaze to fall on my skimpy black thong, the fabric drenched with my fluids.
Running his hands from my knees to my inner thighs, he then grabs my thong and starts pulling it down. I raise my ass slightly so that he can pull it off me, and then I lift one leg up at a time, the wet fabric sliding down my smooth skin easily.#p#分页标题#e#
“Your smell is enough to drive me fucking mad,” Austin whispers, raising my thong and taking it to his mouth. Closing his eyes, he takes a deep breath and then just lets the thong fall to the floor at his feet. “I can’t get enough of that perfect pussy of yours,” he says as he comes for me, parting his lips and wrapping them around my clit softly. I let out a purred moan as I feel the tip of his tongue circling my clit, lightning darting up my spine as waves of pleasure crash against me, a perfect storm of pleasure brewing inside my body.
“You’re so good at it,” I moan as Austin lips fall from my clit and go down the length of my pussy, his tongue running over the space between my wet folds. I run my fingers through his hair and, moaning once more, I pull him against me harshly. My moans grow louder as, without hesitation, Austin presses his mouth violently against my pussy and starts to suck and lick in a frenzy, his tongue and lips working on my wetness with the fury of a man possessed. “So good…” I moan again, my voice growing heavy with pleasure.
Gently, I start swaying my hips from side to side, rubbing my pussy against his mouth as he eats me out. He doesn’t even come up for air; he just keeps ravishing me almost too violently, and it doesn’t take long for me to start feeling that old familiar pressure building inside me.
“D-don’t stop, Austin, don’t stop,” I somehow find the strength to say, every single muscle in my body tensing up like a coiled spring. Before I even know what happened, high voltage electricity runs up my spine and a fireball of ecstasy explodes inside my skull. My eyes roll in their orbits as a moan turns into a scream, my muscles twitching fast and out of control as the first orgasm of the day takes over me.
“Oh God,” I breath out, yanking on Austin’s hair and expecting him to take his mouth off of my pussy. Instead, he just redoubles his efforts and, in a smooth motion, he places two fingers against my pussy and slides them deep inside, his fingertips going straight for my G-spot. Jabbing at my clit with his tongue, he starts to finger me at a frantic pace, and the orgasm raging through me seems to grow in intensity, pleasure making every single cell in my body burn up.
Taking my hands out from his hair, I grab at the edge of the tub as that pressure inside of me grows into something so vicious I’m afraid I might pass out. The orgasm that spreads its wings inside of me has already died down, but I feel another one coming to replace it, its heavy footsteps already echoing in the empty chamber of my mind.
“FUCK!” I scream as ecstasy simply bursts inside me without even a warning shot. It just erupts it’s way into existence, scorching my nerve endings in the process and crushing whatever rationality still existed inside my head. I grab at the tub so hard that I feel all blood draining from my hands, an all-consuming fire making me feel weak and spent. Ah, the wonders of multiple orgasms! It sure feels good to be a woman.
Finally taking his fingers out of my pussy, Austin stands up in front of me. Offering me a gentle smile, he takes the two fingers he had inside of me to my mouth, and I react on pure instinct; opening my mouth, I allow him to slide his fingers in, the sweet musky taste of my own pussy inundating me at once. Sucking on his fingers as he slides them back out of my mouth, I smile back at him and go up to my feet.
“Fuck me,” I whisper as I press my naked breasts against his chest, my own words making my skin prickle. I can’t believe this is happening ... I just can’t believe I’ve finally found a man to whom I can surrender.