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Black Book

... onto the sheets tightly and her body experiencing sensations like no other. She feels her pussy opening becoming wetter from her juices and my mouth, and a sensuous heat building up in her. I continue to swirl my tongue over her nub while her hips grind against me. My tongue lapping at her swollen nub like candle flames, touching lightly and then roughly. Moving my tongue down to her wet opening, I slowly lick the flimsy barrier and then move my tongue in tasting her. Alexa moans immediately, pushing her hips towards my tongue. Further in it went, tasting the sweet wetness of her inside. She is going wild on the bed, as the rough and coolness of my tongue contrasted with her hot, smooth insides as my tongue fucks her. My tongue went back to her clit swirling a figure eight around and around. I suck her pussy lips tapping the rough edges of my tongue onto her clit, and then rubbing the smooth area against it. She writhes with pleasure on the bed and her hands went to hold my head as my tongue continues to send waves of pleasure through her. She guides my head into place until she feels my tongue hit a more sensitive spot on her clit. Alexa's body feels shock waves each time I flick my tongue back and forth. Her cries of pleasure fills the room as my hands reach up grabbing her tits. My tongue still swirling, I gently squeeze her breasts rubbing my thumbs around the hard nipples. I caressed her pussy, gentle as a kitten, from the crest of her clit to the crack of her ass, in a ...

... great, sweeping oval, again and again. Alexa begins to burn, and ache, as she struggles, she feels the lips of her pussy slipping against each other. She is so wet...as wet as she has ever been, and she aches for relief. " You want it," I said. " No..." " Ask me for it." " Please don't..." My hand slips to where her thigh joins her pussy, I throw an arm under her as easily as if she were a bag of groceries, and she can't move a muscle. She lays there shivering as I continue touching her... letting my fingers explore her...she feels my fingertip approach her clit, as she longs for it. It seems like only a few strokes will bring her to climax, if I just touched her, just touch it...My hand disappears, and her heart sinks with disappointment. Disappointed? The shame of wanting me made her wetter, hotter, as she eases her legs together just to contain it. I shifted upward and she feels my cock head. Despite her desire, her stomach aches with fear. She isn't ready... She can't handle it...the thick and slippery tip of my cock. The tip straining against her hymen, begging for entry. Alexa squirming against it, my cock is now touching skin, " Don't do it... you don't have to..." She pleads. " I do... I have to..." My hand underneath her shifted her up again, and suddenly my hand is down on her pussy again. I tease her shaved pussy again. Alexa bore down on my hand, trying to pin it, but it is too strong, and moving... moving steadily...my fingers landing on her clit again, so slick ...