“Damn, your lips feel so good wrapped around my cock.”
I eased myself deeper into her. Her lips tightened in resistance then she ran her tongue along my length and around the tip.
“Yeah, like that,” I said. “That’s the way I like it.”
There were no donations coming in, but I didn’t care. I was feeling quite selfish at that moment. It felt too good having her work her mouth up and down the length of my shaft.
I wrapped my arm around her head, balled my hand into a fist, and flexed, pushing her closer to me and pushing my dick deeper into her mouth. With my other hand, I pulled on the sheet. In the mirror, I saw her perky breast revealed, her nipple hard and asking for me to touch it.
I pulled out of her mouth, gripped her chin in my hand, and laid her down on her back. I tossed the sheet off the bed. Now, she lay flat and naked, ready and waiting.
“You’re just begging for my big black cock, aren’t you?”
She didn’t answer, but I could see her trying to stifle a grin.
“Well, you’re going to get it, all of it.”
I put my hand on her groin, spread out her legs, and stood over her, taking her in with my eyes.
Where shall I begin?
I know where I’m going to end—lapping up your wet snatch until you’re writhing and begging for me to fuck you—but that won’t be till I’ve tasted every inch of your fine hot flesh.
I eased her head back and put my mouth to her neck, pecking, nibbling, licking while my left hand kneaded her nape and my right kneaded her groin.
I ran my lips down her shoulder then her arms. She lifted her other arm and put her hand on the back of my head. I grabbed her wrist and forced her arm back to her side.
“None of that,” I said. “I’m in control, here.”
You can touch me later. Right now, Greta, you’re going to lie perfectly still—or try to.
I ran my fingers lightly over her vulva, learning where my touch caused her to shift or buck. I stroked her labia while my mouth explored the side of her trembling body, kissing my way up to her breast. I worked my way to the nipple where the tip of my tongue traced its contours. Again she reached for me and put her hand on my shoulder. Again I grabbed her by the wrist and forced her arm back to rest at her side. This time I held it there, pinning it in place.
I slipped a finger then two between her labia and explored the opening of her snatch with firm strokes. Then I took her breast in my mouth. I kissed it and sucked it, pulling away but leaving the tip of my tongue on her hardened nipple.
I did the same with her other breast in sync with my exploring fingers. As I pulled my mouth away, she arched her back.
I let go of her wrist. I pulled my fingers from her snatch and gripped her by the waist. I ran my hands possessively up her sides while my mouth nipped and kissed her chest then I ran my hands back down with firm fingers marking their passage into her skin.
When I got to her waist, I ran my hands down to her groin and spread her legs out more. I flicked her belly button with my tongue like I had her nipple—like I would her pussy lips—then I ran the tip of my tongue along the rim of her navel before plunging in for a kiss.
She bucked her hips, and I felt her wet snatch brush against my chest, making me thirsty.
I slipped my hand under her, squeezed her ass, and plunged my face into the wet fur of her vulva. My tongue took over where my fingers had run. I lapped and licked in rhythm to the firm strokes of my hands, the heel of my palms caressing the inside of her thighs up to her pelvis.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw her fingers curl around the bedsheet. She rocked and swayed and bucked and let out faint murmurs of pleasure.
The chimes of donation notifications multiplied, and I feared I wouldn’t have her all to myself for long. So, I pulled back, took my hard cock in my hand, and brought it to her gyrating pussy. “Is this what you want?”
She tossed her head and murmured.
I guided the tip of my cock up and down and around her wet labia. She whimpered and bucked more aggressively.
“Yeah, you want my big black cock? And that’s exactly what you’re going to get.”
I bent her leg and brought it over to her side so I could enter her from behind and still look at her, watch her lips part as she let out a murmur of pleasure, watch her tits bounce in rhythm to my thrusts.