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Addiction to heat

... taste you?" I breathed into her ear. "Hungry are you?" she said. "Well, I'm all yours." With that, her legs stretched out over mine, her feet hooking under my calves. Her head rolled back into me, letting me nibble and bite into her neck, as my fingers slid down across the silky skin of her exposed stomach. Her hips danced back into me. I groaned as she lifted her hips slightly and then dropped back down. Her bottom running up and back along my cock with each movement. "You have no idea how good you feel," I muttered into her collarbone. My fingers slid under the elastic of her panties. The smooth skin sent electric tingles through the back of my neck. My fingers ran down along her hips, before sliding inwards over her sensual mound, a soft long moan of delight as I drifted down with both hands, my fingers sliding through the delicious wet folds of her pussy. Our bodies were covered in a sheen of sweat, making her slippery and wet against my chest. She hissed a halted gasp as my middle finger slowly dipped through her swelling lips. I dipped inside and her back arched. The feel of her pussy was like heated silk over my fingers. Deeper I went, until the palm of my hand was pressed tightly against her. She groaned sweetly and her hips began to roll. I slipped outside of her. "Tease," she replied. The air cooled my dripping finger as I brought it up inside her shirt and circled one of her achingly hard nipples. She turned and bit into my neck as I slid my fingers back down, ...

... repeating the process with her other nipple. "I have to taste you," I muttered into her neck. Returning my hands, I found her thighs wet. Dipping deep inside, her teeth nibbled along my neck and I took my finger to my waiting lips. I sucked in the taste of her, my other hand sliding between her thighs. My teeth and tongue rolled along the delicious taste of her pussy, as my fingers slipped in a slow circle over her clit. "You taste so fucking good," I muttered. The middle finger of my left hand slid up and over her clit in a tight circle. She responded, her hips lifting to meet me. Faster now, my other hand slipped under her rising hips. She cried a low moan into my neck as I reached reach under her bottom. My middle and index fingers dipped into her dripping pussy from below, while my left slipped in a soft and quickening roll over her clit from above. Her ear pressed up against my mouth, her hips pressed hard up against my hand. Her breath held with each gasped breath, her little quick moans of pleasure making me half crazy. "I want you to cum right now. Cum all over my fingers and let me taste you," I whispered. I could feel her legs start to shake, and I dipped my fingers deeper as my other hand squeezed and rolled over her clit. My cock throbbed, and I could feel drips of cum running down the length of me. "Right now, right now!" I demanded. Her hips lifted up one last time, before collapsing back. Her moans muffled and sweet into my neck. Her body thrummed and gripped and ...