"Look at me." Her words blazed through the center of his chest, down to his torso. His head instantly jerked, his eyes shifting to hers.
"Good boy, Fizzy." The words slipped out her mouth just as smoothly as his dick slipped inside her mounting cunt, cinching her groin and her throat into a melody that rock hardened his cock.
His knuckles clamped around her waist to a point of his shoulders aching. Her palms flexed on his abdomen, pushing down so hard that he felt the juices inside him clutched in her hands.
Although his dick had entered her so smoothly, they both needed time to adjust to each other's thawing genitals.
The sensation, the warmth and the closeness with each other was soul consuming. They needed to breathe into it, settle their minds and then sail ahead.
Her cunt slowly loosened around his twitching rod, her breathing becoming gentler. Her spinning head gingerly approached composure, her blazing insides assimilating with his body.
She opened her eyes, her fingers relaxing on his abdomen and saw him biting his lower lip, his eyes tightly shut as his body mildly quivered.
A smirk, her heart thrilled and she began grinding on his cock. With each grind, as pleasure coursed up to her stomach, his dick twitched inside her, being squeezed.
"You're so fucking huge." She grumbled, leaning down by the waist, towards his face.
Anticipation coursed through him, multiplying the pleasure. His lips fell apart, his tongue waiting to meet hers.
"Do you want a kiss, Fizzy?" Her lips whispered above his palpitating lips.
"Please, Manasa." He begged with insatiability.
She began chuckling, her hands crawling under his head and pulling him on his hips. Now, the way his dick was hitting her sweet spot, and the way her insides were even more tighter drove both of them insane.
"Beg, Fizzy." She cried in pleasure in his ear, her arms locked around his neck, her hair falling over his face.
"Please, Manasa…" He tightened his arms around her waist as if caging her, "kiss me, please. I beg you."
The way he cried for it aroused her, her mind slipping in a state of pure satisfaction.
Her arms loosened, she leaned back, her face adjacent to his and suddenly her lips attacked his.
He cried from the way her lips met his as his fingers dived in her damp strands, pulling her closer than possible.
He needed her like air, pour into him and become one.
Her hips paced striking against his thighs, the tip of his dick opening the most discreet insides of her vagina.
Pre-cum seeped from her cunt; both of theirs. His throat tightened along with her groin, his thighs quivering with her hips.
The rhythm only increased and reached a point when he pulled his lips away from her hungry mouth, and gasped for air. "I'm going to cum."
The eagerness and pure submission in his eyes got her gritting her teeth, her own orgasm approaching–so close. But, instead of riding the wave along with him, she pulled away.
She instantly lifted her hips, and left his dick craving for her in the coldness of the breeze.
Anyone would've cried, he did too.
From pure craving and desire for her, he cried, "why Manasa?"
He was left devastated with a quivering body, his mind in shackles of her command.
Such a need fulfilled her heart. She desired to squeeze out more from him, make him cry even more. So, she began removing every piece of clothing from her body.
His throat tightened, his eyes fluttering. Gingerly, he shifted his position, laying his head into the pillows and waited for her to sit on his face with a bated breath.
She smiled as her feet pressed beside his face before she rested her entrance on his awaiting mouth.
"Please me." She said, her fingers clutched his thick white strands, while he curled his arms around her thighs. "Yes, Manasa."
He was on top of the cloud, happy and eager.
He began with soft kisses against her clit, containing his excitement, just for the sake of her relishing his tongue to her heart's content, watching her close her eyes as the pleasure surged into her groin.
Then he licked her entrance, his slit tongue driving her crazy with goosebumps.
She moaned, and her gaze fell upon his heavy eyes looking at her. Chills scattered down her spine. The sight was so beautiful that her fingers tightened on his strands.
He saw the change in her whimpers, and right then he slipped his long tongue inside her, swirling it, hitting the spots even she didn't know existed.
Watching her pleased, moaning just because of him was the highlight of his day, something that was making his dick quiver and leak pre-cum.
He kissed and sucked, flipped his tongue and dug his fingers deep into her thighs.
"God!" She grunted, every inch of her body quivering. It was a pleasure she had never felt before. Just the thought of his bifid tongue flickering inside her could now make her cum.
His breaths jagged, but his tongue continued, his drifting eyes fixed at her. He wanted her to orgasm in his mouth. Before that, he could not peel away his mouth. He did not want to.
"Fuck! I'm going to cum." She growled, her body weakened, her thighs shaking uncontrollably. He was eating her cunt mercilessly, whimpering right inside her, blazing her.
She closed her eyes, moaning breathlessly, the warmth and the flickering surging uncontrollable pleasure in her body.
Her stomach shrank, her mind spinning before she finally orgasmed, quivering, grunting and gasping for air.
He peeled his mouth from her cunt, gasping for a few seconds before he glued his mouth back again and began sucking, making even her whimpers quiver.
END OF THE PART
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