Baby hush

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Justin's husky voice dripping with lust as he says, "Baby. Hush. Close your eyes." With several deep breaths, you nod and do as he says. The cold air of the room touches your pussy as he removes your clothes and you bite down on your lip, understanding you are now bare before him. Your mind is screaming at you to stop this, telling you that you are exposing myself too much, both physically and emotionally. But your body wants it more. You remain quiet and let Justin do what he wants.

His lips press against your upper thigh and you can't help but look down at him. He lifts on his knees and moves the kiss across your tummy and down the other thigh. Sparks light you on fire with each soft touch. When his lips finally begin to travel to the point aching down below, you are trembling with anxiety and arousal.

Involuntarily, you cry out as his lips tug at your clit, then a second time, and a third. His mouth moves lower and his tongue dips between the folds. He runs the flat of his tongue upward and you arch your back, your hands flying to his hair to steady yourself.

The magic he is able to perform with that tongue and those lips have to be illegal. Sucking you into his mouth, you moan and pant, "Fuck, Justin." You ache to rotate your hips, but as soon as you try, his hands grab your hips and he holds you firmly against his mouth, running his tongue around your clit before teasing it with his lips. The sensations he fills you with are completely new to you and you let your head fall back. "Yes," you cry, gasping as you are taken into his mouth again. He sucks and licks furiously, groaning against your already sensitive flesh. His movements are working you into a frenzy quickly and your hands tighten their grip in his hair.

With just a few more flicks of his tongue and sucking of your clit, you are falling to pieces, moaning his name as your orgasm slams into you. "Yes! Yes! Yes! Ughhh, Justin! Fuuuck!" The orgasm was unlike any you've experienced, washing over you like a fucking hard wave. Colors explode in your mind and your body shakes as the waves run into you. Your throbbing clit twitches wildly as your inner walls flex and contract with the orgasm, prolonging your experience.

When it fades, you slump forward, your arms wrapped around Justin's head and holding him to your stomach. Your breathing is labored and uneven and sweat is forming along your hairline. "Fuck," you mutter between breaths. "That was... Wow."

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