Page 41 of 12 Days of F*ckmas
“Doggy style.”
Her face twisted in horror. “We areneverdoing that position.”
We’ll see.
“Come here.” I licked my lips. “I need to get your pussy thoroughlywet so it can lengthen.”
Wearing a skeptical expression, she returned to my lap, and I went back to playing with that pussy.
Without asking me to do so, she poured lubricant on my cock.
I gritted my teeth. “That’s right.”
And there we lustfully played with each other, licking and sucking, rubbing and toying. Her breasts slipped about my swollen cock and chest. My hands fingered her wetness and teased her nipples. Her fingers wrapped around my cock.
We fell into a web of heated passion.
She gasped in pleasure.
I groaned, needing to be inside of her. “Are you ready?”
“I think so.”
Grunting, I lifted her body.
She shivered and positioned her pussy over my cock.
I licked my lips. “Take a deep breath.”
She did and slowly lowered a few inches onto my cock.
FUCK!
Her hot, tight pussy soaked my already lubed cock.
She feels so damn good.
I wanted to ram hard into her. I wanted to slam. I wanted to pound.
But, I had to be patient and remain calm.
She slid her pussy down a little further.
Feeling like a madman, I helplessly groaned.
Then, she lowered a fraction of an inch.
It took everything in me to hold myself back.
She fluttered those lashes. “It feels so good.”
I grunted. “Yeah?”
“Yes.”
“Then, lower some more.”
Trembling, she went down even further.
