Say Yes, Senator

She was wearing an old pair of denim shorts, and I’d already clocked her endless legs in them. The t-shirt she was wearing was a thin cotton, and I could see her nipples through the fabric. Her long chestnut hair hung behind her, and I grabbed a fistful of it, tugging her face closer to mine.

“Moira…she could come home,” Valentina managed to get the words out when she pulled herself away from me.

“She’s not coming back,” I said and lifted her up by her waist. She was sitting on the edge of the sink now, perched on her bubble butt on it and the back of her head knocked against the cabinet doors.

“I’m going to have to rip this t-shirt off you,” I growled and clutched the loose neck of the garment. Valentina gasped when I ripped through the middle, and it fell away on to the floor.

“It was Moira’s!” she squealed, and I heard the sound of a giggle in her voice.

“She won’t give a shit,” I growled, and my mouth latched on to hers again. Her breasts bounced against my chest as I tipped myself into her. The kiss was wild, animalistic, and I wanted her to know just how desperately I wanted to possess her.

My hands cupped her breasts, playing with her nipples, and Valentina stretched her torso, her body quivered from my touch. I could feel her nails digging into the back of my neck, and I stepped away from her again.

Quickly, I removed my jacket and my shirt. She was watching me with her large brown eyes as I unbuckled my jeans and slid them down my legs. My cock was tenting my underwear, and her eyes glowed. She knew she had an irresistible effect on me and she licked her lips and moaned.

I grabbed her denim shorts, unbuttoning them quickly and I pulled them down. Her fluorescent pink thong was tiny, and I ripped it apart as well.

“I’ll need to go shopping after this,” she joked as I lowered myself down on the floor, bending my knees in front of her.

Her pussy was wet and juicy, and I stared hungrily at it. This pussy had driven me mad all my life and was still making me do crazy things.

“You can do whatever you want, baby,” I said softly as I brought my mouth closer to her wetness.

“Jesus…” she said my name breathily and weaved her nails into my hair, ruffling the long strands and then she threw her head back in anticipation. My mouth was an inch away from her pussy now, and she had parted her legs wide. My breath fell on her hot wet core, and I could see goose bumps erupting on her skin.

“Don’t move!” I commanded, as she rotated her hips in desperation and then stopped.

My first taste of her came when I slowly extended my tongue into her folds. Valentina gasped and moaned, and I drew my tongue back.

“Jesus…please, don’t stop…” she begged, and I smiled, extending my tongue again. I used it to part her folds, slipping it into her slit and tasting her musky sweetness. She was so juicy, so wet, and I knew I could make her come like this. Come over and over again.

I concentrated on her clit first, which I could feel was engorged and throbbing for my mouth. Valentina quivered, her grip on my hair became tighter. I looked up at her to see that she had her eyes pressed closed, her mouth was hanging open, and I stroked her clit some more. I was teasing her, and she shuddered, wanting more.

My tongue plunged into her folds again, this time I thrust deep. My lips latched on to her slit, and I started sucking, and alternating with licking and sucking some more. She was moving her hips again, clutching both her breasts with her hands. I watched as she teased her nipples, her tiny waist moving and rotating with every thrust of my tongue. I couldn’t get enough of her heady scent or her musky taste. I enjoyed watching this hold I had over her body.

When Valentina screamed, I knew she wasn’t going to hold back much longer. I plunged my tongue in, over and over into her pussy till she released herself with one final shudder. Her orgasm took over her whole body, and she continued to scream with pleasure. I didn’t stop sucking and licking, teasing her clit and the folds of her pussy, till every last drop of her cum was slathered over my mouth and lips.

Her breathing was harsh, and she had been squeezing her breasts tightly. When her orgasm began to subside, she let them go, and they swung into release, red from the pressure of her hands.

I stood up and patted her throbbing pussy gently as I did. She moaned again and opened her glazed over tired eyes at me.

“I want more, Jesus,” she said, with a pleading voice and I smiled at her, satisfied by her satisfaction.

“Who said I’m done?” I said, and I licked my lips, making sure that I didn’t ever forget the taste of her delicious pussy.

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I pulled my boxers down and stood in front of Valentina, with my cock pointed straight at her pussy.

“Touch yourself. I want you to feel what my mouth was doing to you,” I commanded and reached for my cock.

Valentina’s lips parted, and I saw that her fingers were trembling when she edged her hand lower down her belly…towards her pussy.

I was already hard, and now my cock grew in my hand as I stroked it. Valentina was magnificent to look at. Her body was lithe and petite, her eyes were glazed over and wide, her lips were glossy, and her breasts shuddered. Her fingers had found her clit, and now she was moving her fingers in a circling motion on it. A moan escaped her lips, and I started stroking my cock harder.

“Good girl. Now put a finger in,” I growled, and her eyes grew wider if that was even possible. She slipped a forefinger into her pussy and gasped.

“I’m still wet,” she said in surprise like this had never happened to her before, and I laughed.