I can't help the moan that escapes my mouth at the taste of her tongue against mine, and my hips pulse reflexively up to meet hers. But before I can reach the heat emanating from her core, she grasps my neck in her hand and pushes me away, pressing...
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I watched in a trance as Mistress Valencia unraveled with me, barely able to believe that this moment was real and not some delusion conjured by an overactive imagination.
I'm gasping for breath, looking up at her with our foreheads pressed together, and I can't help the wide smile that breaks across my face. We really did that.
She really did that.
Before I even have the chance to be embarrassed she pulls slightly back from me and grasps my right hand. At first I think she's trying to hold my hand, but quickly realize that she's not the hand holding type as she pulls my hand closer to her body and lifts herself on her knees so she's hovering so far above me that I'm eye level to her smooth navel.
I confusedly glance up at her suddenly towering over me, but that confusion turns to pure shock as I feel a hot, damp, soft surface in my palm. I gulp and slowly trail my eyes down to see what she's done.
She's placed my hand so it's cupping her mound, and my heart drops to my feet.
I can't even think about the fact that my briefs are currently soaked in come.
I glance back up at her and she has a wicked expression on her face while I still haven't fully come down from my orgasm-induced high.
The hand that isn't covering mine slides her lacy red panties aside and I'm cupping her bare pussy.
Like magic.
I can't take my eyes off where our hands are situated. Her pussy is bare aside from a neatly trimmed landing strip of dark hair, and I can't see it but I can feel that she's soaked.
Her words force my attention to return to the gorgeous face staring back at me.
"See how wet you've made me, Kai?"
Good fucking lord I must be dreaming. Because no one in their right mind could get this wet from me.
"I'm going to teach you so many things baby." She breathes out and I can't help the groan that escapes my lips as she pushes my index and middle finger into her tight, wet, pussy.
This is the third time she's called me baby and I'm addicted to the endearment, how husky it sounds coming from her lips, how it makes me feel wanted.
Our eyes are locked and she continues speaking – no, talking dirty to me.
"I keep imagining how amazing it'll feel to have you inside of me, to ride you with my hands wrapped around your neck until you're begging for me to let you come."
With those downright filthy words, pictures fill my mind and my dick springs back to life as if I hadn't just busted the largest nut of my life.
My heart pounds as I watch her eyelids flutter shut. She tilts her head back and pushes her hips down onto my fingers and I watch captivated as her hips roll into me and somehow, impossibly, her pussy contracts around my fingers.
