"Beautiful," he whispered, spreading my pussy lips gently
with his fingers and looking at me closely.
Cupping my bottom in his hands, he pulled me closer, flicking his tongue
over my clit.
“Pinch your nipples while I stroke your clit, sweetie,” Toby
instructed.
The sensation was so intense I arched into his mouth, moaning in
pleasure. He continued, sucking my clit into his mouth one moment, then pushing
his tongue into my pussy the next or just rubbing his tongue repeatedly over my
clit until I screamed out from the sweetness of it. Heat built in my tummy
moving downwards, honey exploding from my pussy.
Stroking my clit lightly with his finger, he murmured, “I wanted
you as wet as possible.” He moved up the bed to wrap me in his arms, pushing
his tongue deeply into my mouth.
“Your turn,” I smiled when he broke the kiss.
Kissing down his body, I took his dick between my hands, kissing
the head. It was the thickest cock I had
ever seen. I stroked it for a bit, my
other hand massaging his balls. I took
the head into my mouth, looking up at him through thick black lashes. I relaxed
my mouth, sucking on the head, tickling it with my tongue and sometimes licking
the shaft from base to crown. Toby seemed to like it because his cock became
even harder and more swollen. My other hand moved from his balls to the skin
underneath, lightly stroking the sensitive area. I slipped two fingers into my
pussy, gathering slippery honey, before stroking to his anus. My slick finger
circled the rim of his puckered asshole. Once, twice, I dipped in the tip of my
finger.
He pulled me up. Lying on
his side on the bed beside me and hooking my leg over his hip as he placed the
tip of his cock against my entrance, rocking so he slid the length of my slit. He reached between us, rubbing his fingertips
against my clit. I immediately felt the need to have him deep inside me and
started to push upwards. “Yes, sweetie, yes!” Toby encouraged and the next
minute his long, thick dick slowly disappeared into my tight pussy, burying
himself deeply inside me.
I began to rotate my hips. The circling seemed to drive Toby mad.
He quickened his thrusts and groaned, “Yes, sweetie, just like
that! Just like that!” The pace of his thrusts increased gradually, until he
was almost slamming himself against me the last several strokes before he came.
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