𝕆𝕦𝕣 𝐏𝐨𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞

𝟚𝟡

𝕁𝕦𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕔𝕖

*B҈O҈O҈M҈ B҈O҈O҈M҈*

His forearm knocked over the two pumpkins off of table and onto the wooden floor. My lips gasped in the middle of our steamy kisses, I looked over my shoulder to check them. They were still in good condition as they rolled across the floor further away from us.

As my bare bottom sat on the polished wooden table he stood between my legs. His gentle touch grabbed me by the chin and pulled my face closer. "Trick or treat" he asked with his eyes glued to my mouth.

"Both" I raised my brows. I grew excited feeling sexy in his lustful gaze.

His lips curved before kissing mine tender and slow. I kissed him with my chin up just to reach him, while feeling his back with my hands. He felt firm and toned with soft skin. Down my navel and between my legs I was wet. The moment he touched me there, my mouth let out the deepest of moans.

"Mmhhmm" I hummed into his mouth. His warm yet firm fingers entered where his member would. My head fell back and my mouth sprung open as I sung, feeling him apply pressure inside of me.

The pressure felt deep, intensely we stared into each other's eyes as he fucked me with his hand. Back and forth he pulled with his fingers on my spot where it felt good the most. My eyes rolled and I couldn't take it much longer. I could feel my body tremble uncontrollably and my pleasure was building. My eruptions were building up before his fingers slid out of my walls.

It felt a good sneeze that wouldn't come out. The lingering feeling was upsetting. "What the fuck" I yelled aggressively shooting my head up to look at him.

He sucked his fingers clean with a smirk on his face. "I'm sorry, that was the trick" he laughed to himself.

I sucked my teeth and nudged him with the toes of my bare feet. He took a step back still smiling. "I'm sorry" he said leaning back over me. "I like teasing you" he said with a deviant smirk.

"Where's my treat?" I tilted my head playfully.

Our eyes were locked in on each other, his stare was captivating. His eyes pierced my soul with lust as he got closer to me. Within my tunnel vision, I could feel his smooth and shinny. His warm head teased my opening as I yearned for his touch.

I let out the softest of moans, it escaped my mouth and into his kiss. He pressed his lips against mine and I closed my eyes. Before I knew it he was entering into me, the feeling of him spreading my walls was fulfilling. My legs opened wider and he went deeper, sliding in and out of my wetness.

The man worked his hips dangerously, penetrating me deep it hurt so good. In circles he went, I felt every curve of his member. "Ugh" I sharply shrieked throwing my head back. With my face, facing the ceiling I kept my eyes closed focusing on the feeling he brought me.

He brought double the pleasure, with his eight inches inside of me and his silky kisses down my neck. "FUCK" I screamed digging my nails into the skin of his back. His strokes grew rough as he leaned over me face to face.

"Cum for me" he whispered into my open mouth.

"I'm so close baby" the words trembled from my lips. My walls felt so good against his girth, I could cry. The penetration sent erotic electricity of passion throughout my body. "Baby I'm coming" I screamed.

My back lifted off of the table into a curving arch. His fast pace was over stimulating my sensitive walls. "Oh fuck baby go slow, shit" I hissed.

Slowly, he moved his back like a snake. He stroked me with his head held back, I could hear him going in and out of me. The sounds of our sex was loud, the air was poisoned with our body aromas. He came himself, leaving his evidence all over me.