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wet slit, then brought it to her lips. She sucked her fingers into her mouth while he watched. “You want a taste?” she murmured seductively Scott shuddered a breath. “I've been dying for one,” he growled and pulled at the handcuffs. He watched as she turned and straddled his head. She slowly lowered herself to him. He could smell her musky odor, breathing in its headiness. She finally lowered herself close enough for him to flick his tongue along her hot slit. “Oh god, are you ever wet,” he groaned and lapped at her juices, slowly swirling his tongue around her cunt. He began to probe her folds to find her special button. He sucked it into his mouth and bit it gently. He heard her moan as she gyrated her hips. He could already feel his cock stiffening again. The mixture of the cool air and his warm tongue on her pussy made Cally shiver. He was drawing her to the pinnacle with every lick and nibble. Her juices were dribbling onto his chin. Cally was groaning loudly, her breathing heavy and labored. “Uhh, yesm” she rasped. Then suddenly her palm was on his forehead, pushing his head back on the pillows. “Wh- What?” he stuttered. “It’s time for the main course,” she growled with a predatory gleam in her eye. She reached down and pumped his cock a few times, making sure he was fully erect. She slid her hot pink center onto his waiting cock slowly, teasingly, pulling back just a little and then enveloping him deep within her. She savored the feel of his veined prick. Scott groaned his pleasure as she began to move herself up and down on his hard prick. Callista rode him slowly at first, enjoying his hard penetration, and then began to rock herself faster in total control of both of their pleasures. Her breath was quick and she ran her hands up to touch her breasts, teasing her nipples, running her hands over the softness as Scott watched and thrust his hips towards her. Cally began bouncing on him, listening to their hurried breaths, and the slapping of their bodies against each other. She dug her nails into his chest and dragged them slowly down over his hard nipples. “Oh please Cally,” Scott groaned. “Take off the handcuffs.” Callista desperately wanted to feel his hands on her and made quick work of his request. Scott sat up and kissed her, thrusting his tongue into her mouth. Cally moaned her approval and he thrust a hand into her hair, tugging on the soft strands and making her head arch back. “You like it rough then, my sweet temptress?” His voice was low as he kissed her neck. “Yes,” she breathed as she looked up into his eyes. She watched as they darkened with his lust. Scott pulled her off him, and set her on her knees on the bed. He caressed the smooth cheeks of her ass and raised his hand, bringing it down with a thwack on her ass. She gasped in shock. And she lowered her torso down, her ass in the air. Scott took a look at her pink soft lips and rubbed his cock over them slowly. “Scott, please, I want you to make me cum. I need to cum now,” Cally pleaded seductively. He thrust himself inside her hard, deep in her hot pussy. He grabbed her hips and pushed himself into her over and |
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