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She awakens when she comes.
With a start, an additional start, with regaining consciousness a jolt enough, only to be accented by an orgasm.
“Bloody hell!” she cries, and she’s brought alive fully at the hips, lashing out with her cunt, making merry with my cock, ass bouncing, dancing up a storm. “You made me come...!”
“Something like that.”
She’s in flight for a bit, so she doesn’t say much until she’s landed. And when she does speak again, it’s hardly quoteworthy: “Mmm...”
“Oh, you’re just saying that...” I offer, enjoying how she’s pulsing all over me. Well, all over my cock.
“I like the way you service your guests.”
“I like the way you’re such a pliant guest.”
“I like being ‘pliant’ for you.” And with this, she twists to look at me. “I really am quite bendy, you know.”
“I’m looking forward to finding out just how ‘bendy’ you are.”
“Quite. Bendy, that is. I promise.”
I wink.
Mai gazes down to where I’m still ploughing her. “You got something else for me, Mister...?”
“Would you like something else, Missy...?”
“Please.” And now she winks.
“I’m going to make you bubble with cum.”
Mai swizzles as I stick her.
“Then I’m going to gobble it up.”
“Mmm...”
“Right out of you.”
“A creampie.”
“Yes, Ma’am.”
“You did promise.”
“I did.”
She watches me some more. “Did you want me to return my seat to the ‘laying down’ position...or can I watch?”
“Would you like to watch me come?”
“Yes, please.”
I go to her.
Hovering close to her mouth, I maintain a non-expressive expression. “I’m paying you for all this, right?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“So I’m allowed to say what I want.”
“Of course.”
“Good.”
She waits.
“When I’ve said what I’ve said, I just want you to kiss me.”
“OK.”
I nuzzle up to her, my cheek against her cheek. Then I go for her ear, nibbling on the delicate lobe. Then I kiss her, tongue lightly strafing her lips. “I have a lot to say to you,” I tell her, voice far more modulated than my cock’s activities.
She nods.
“But for now...I just wanted to tell you...that I love you...”
And I come.
Mai’s eyes flash wide, and if it weren’t for our kiss, she’d surely be beaming a smile.
God, it feels like my balls are emptied beyond ‘empty’ into her. Drained.
We continue our kiss, our tongues playing, all during my release.
At the conclusion of which, I’m sucking on her lower lip.
Unexpectedly, Mai grabs my face as best she can, one-handed, nails pressing deep. “You promised.”
“Of course I did,” I mumble, pulling out of her while sliding down onto the bed...while applying my face to her gash. “Your creampie is mine, Madame...”
Here before me, Mai’s pussy. Labial folds engorged, distended, flush with blood, enflamed with exertion. South of her vulva, the dense mat of her bush. North is her rectum, the rubbery pucker that’s alive with its own needs.
Grabbing her cheeks, I apply my mouth to her pussy and probe.
Instantly, I taste myself, the saltiness of ejaculate.
Just as instantly, Mai urges what I’d deposited to descend, pushing out the cum, contracting her coombe so that the creamy stuff flows.
“Mine, I tells ya!” I laugh, and lick her up, loading dollops of jism onto my tongue, flicking and foraging, retrieving all that’s available, my nose getting distracted by her asshole, my fingertips urging holds into her thighs.
“Is there lots back there...?” she calls out. Hopefully.
“I could create an army with the sperm oozing out of you!”
I’m a ‘movement’ sort of guy. I like progression. I like physical change. So it’s no surprise when I sit myself down and raise up Mai’s ass to accommodate. Forcing her into a ‘downward dog’ yoga position.
Naturally, one thing leads to another, and this shift shifts to yet another phase: me easing myself onto my back...Mai bracing herself on my face...while she has her way with the gloppiness that remains on my cock.
“I like the way you make things happen,” she laughs, rolling my balls in one hand while stroking my cock with the other, teeth lovingly scraping my glans, tongue needling my peehole.
I just keep on making a meal of her sex. Her rapidly-being-made-pristine sex.
With a start, an additional start, with regaining consciousness a jolt enough, only to be accented by an orgasm.
“Bloody hell!” she cries, and she’s brought alive fully at the hips, lashing out with her cunt, making merry with my cock, ass bouncing, dancing up a storm. “You made me come...!”
“Something like that.”
She’s in flight for a bit, so she doesn’t say much until she’s landed. And when she does speak again, it’s hardly quoteworthy: “Mmm...”
“Oh, you’re just saying that...” I offer, enjoying how she’s pulsing all over me. Well, all over my cock.
“I like the way you service your guests.”
“I like the way you’re such a pliant guest.”
“I like being ‘pliant’ for you.” And with this, she twists to look at me. “I really am quite bendy, you know.”
“I’m looking forward to finding out just how ‘bendy’ you are.”
“Quite. Bendy, that is. I promise.”
I wink.
Mai gazes down to where I’m still ploughing her. “You got something else for me, Mister...?”
“Would you like something else, Missy...?”
“Please.” And now she winks.
“I’m going to make you bubble with cum.”
Mai swizzles as I stick her.
“Then I’m going to gobble it up.”
“Mmm...”
“Right out of you.”
“A creampie.”
“Yes, Ma’am.”
“You did promise.”
“I did.”
She watches me some more. “Did you want me to return my seat to the ‘laying down’ position...or can I watch?”
“Would you like to watch me come?”
“Yes, please.”
I go to her.
Hovering close to her mouth, I maintain a non-expressive expression. “I’m paying you for all this, right?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“So I’m allowed to say what I want.”
“Of course.”
“Good.”
She waits.
“When I’ve said what I’ve said, I just want you to kiss me.”
“OK.”
I nuzzle up to her, my cheek against her cheek. Then I go for her ear, nibbling on the delicate lobe. Then I kiss her, tongue lightly strafing her lips. “I have a lot to say to you,” I tell her, voice far more modulated than my cock’s activities.
She nods.
“But for now...I just wanted to tell you...that I love you...”
And I come.
Mai’s eyes flash wide, and if it weren’t for our kiss, she’d surely be beaming a smile.
God, it feels like my balls are emptied beyond ‘empty’ into her. Drained.
We continue our kiss, our tongues playing, all during my release.
At the conclusion of which, I’m sucking on her lower lip.
Unexpectedly, Mai grabs my face as best she can, one-handed, nails pressing deep. “You promised.”
“Of course I did,” I mumble, pulling out of her while sliding down onto the bed...while applying my face to her gash. “Your creampie is mine, Madame...”
Here before me, Mai’s pussy. Labial folds engorged, distended, flush with blood, enflamed with exertion. South of her vulva, the dense mat of her bush. North is her rectum, the rubbery pucker that’s alive with its own needs.
Grabbing her cheeks, I apply my mouth to her pussy and probe.
Instantly, I taste myself, the saltiness of ejaculate.
Just as instantly, Mai urges what I’d deposited to descend, pushing out the cum, contracting her coombe so that the creamy stuff flows.
“Mine, I tells ya!” I laugh, and lick her up, loading dollops of jism onto my tongue, flicking and foraging, retrieving all that’s available, my nose getting distracted by her asshole, my fingertips urging holds into her thighs.
“Is there lots back there...?” she calls out. Hopefully.
“I could create an army with the sperm oozing out of you!”
I’m a ‘movement’ sort of guy. I like progression. I like physical change. So it’s no surprise when I sit myself down and raise up Mai’s ass to accommodate. Forcing her into a ‘downward dog’ yoga position.
Naturally, one thing leads to another, and this shift shifts to yet another phase: me easing myself onto my back...Mai bracing herself on my face...while she has her way with the gloppiness that remains on my cock.
“I like the way you make things happen,” she laughs, rolling my balls in one hand while stroking my cock with the other, teeth lovingly scraping my glans, tongue needling my peehole.
I just keep on making a meal of her sex. Her rapidly-being-made-pristine sex.
