warm honey. Angelica had to smile. He was definitely good at this. Better than she'd had in a long while.
"I'll fuck you. You just make sure you make me come like you promised."
4
A vein pulsed in his temple and he bared his teeth at her. Angelica was still fully clothed except for her panties. Never had she been this close to an orgasm and still been fully clothed! He lunged for her and found her mouth with his, demanding, taking what he wanted. Vic's tongue plunged inside her to tangle with her own tongue. Yup. The man definitely had a talented tongue.
Reaching between them, Vic found her clit and flicked it gently over and over. His other hand gripped her hair, angling her where he wanted her as he continued to ravish her mouth. It was all Angelica needed. Like a shot, she exploded on top of Vic, her cunt pulsing around him, her body seeming to sizzle in the volatile heat.
Angelica screamed then, unable to contain herself as pleasure washed over and through her. Vic groaned appreciatively, but kept urging her on, encouraging her to ride him even as the spasms made her body convulse.
"That's it, baby. Come for me." His praise was as erotic as that sexy voice of his. Angelica loved doing what he commanded. It made her feel out of control. Wild.
Gripping at his shoulders, Angelica impaled herself as hard, fast, and deep as she could. It was hard to keep a steady rhythm when her body was gripped in wondrous pleasure, but Vic helped her move so she really didn't have to do much. His strong hands at her waist urged her on, taking control when she was too caught up in her orgasm.
Muscles stood out in stark relief across Vic's chest and arms. When she calmed down, she fully intended to roam her hands over every defined inch of his body. Maybe, after this was all over, assuming she still had a job, she'd ask to be permanently transferred to the sports section. If all sporting events were this much fun, she might learn to enjoy herself.
As she came down from the orgasmic high, Angelica was aware of Vic still hard and throbbing inside her. His grin told her he wasn't nearly finished.
"Lose the blouse if you want to keep it. Linebackers aren't known for their delicate touch. In about another three seconds, I'm undoing the buttons myself and they might not survive the attempt."
With a grin and a carefree laugh, Angelica did as he instructed, divesting herself of her silk blouse and lacey bra, as well as shimmying out of her skirt. She started to remove her shoes as well, but Vic batted her hands away impatiently. He grunted. It seemed all he was capable of at the moment. His eyes devoured her, going hungry and filled with so much lust Angelica almost backed away. Almost.
Strong hands lifted her easily. He urged her to straddle the bench, her legs spread wide. Vic gripped one hip, fingers digging deep into her skin, pushing her back down with the other hand so that she lay with her breasts mashed against the bench, standing with her ass high in the air.
Angelica had never liked the "tramp stamp" tattoos some girls got low on their backs, but she'd wanted some kind of tatt. Instead of something usual, she'd opted for the unusual. Two green cat's eyes adorned the dimples just above her ass. She was proud of the little decorations, especially now.
"Ah, yeah," Vic whispered, rubbing her ass with his rough hands. "Such a naughty little girl with such a tight little ass. I bet those eyes drive your lovers wild."
She wiggled it at him, hoping to entice him to do more than rub it. "You like?"
"Definitely." Just as she'd hoped, he smacked the left cheek with the flat of his hand once. Then again.
"Fuck," she groaned, raising her hips higher. "Do that again." He smacked the other cheek before dipping his other hand between her legs and rubbing her wet pussy in long, rough caresses.
The primitive actions seemed to snowball within Vic. He growled and grunted, sounding more animalistic than man. Angelica loved it!
"I'll fuck you. You just make sure you make me come like you promised."
4
A vein pulsed in his temple and he bared his teeth at her. Angelica was still fully clothed except for her panties. Never had she been this close to an orgasm and still been fully clothed! He lunged for her and found her mouth with his, demanding, taking what he wanted. Vic's tongue plunged inside her to tangle with her own tongue. Yup. The man definitely had a talented tongue.
Reaching between them, Vic found her clit and flicked it gently over and over. His other hand gripped her hair, angling her where he wanted her as he continued to ravish her mouth. It was all Angelica needed. Like a shot, she exploded on top of Vic, her cunt pulsing around him, her body seeming to sizzle in the volatile heat.
Angelica screamed then, unable to contain herself as pleasure washed over and through her. Vic groaned appreciatively, but kept urging her on, encouraging her to ride him even as the spasms made her body convulse.
"That's it, baby. Come for me." His praise was as erotic as that sexy voice of his. Angelica loved doing what he commanded. It made her feel out of control. Wild.
Gripping at his shoulders, Angelica impaled herself as hard, fast, and deep as she could. It was hard to keep a steady rhythm when her body was gripped in wondrous pleasure, but Vic helped her move so she really didn't have to do much. His strong hands at her waist urged her on, taking control when she was too caught up in her orgasm.
Muscles stood out in stark relief across Vic's chest and arms. When she calmed down, she fully intended to roam her hands over every defined inch of his body. Maybe, after this was all over, assuming she still had a job, she'd ask to be permanently transferred to the sports section. If all sporting events were this much fun, she might learn to enjoy herself.
As she came down from the orgasmic high, Angelica was aware of Vic still hard and throbbing inside her. His grin told her he wasn't nearly finished.
"Lose the blouse if you want to keep it. Linebackers aren't known for their delicate touch. In about another three seconds, I'm undoing the buttons myself and they might not survive the attempt."
With a grin and a carefree laugh, Angelica did as he instructed, divesting herself of her silk blouse and lacey bra, as well as shimmying out of her skirt. She started to remove her shoes as well, but Vic batted her hands away impatiently. He grunted. It seemed all he was capable of at the moment. His eyes devoured her, going hungry and filled with so much lust Angelica almost backed away. Almost.
Strong hands lifted her easily. He urged her to straddle the bench, her legs spread wide. Vic gripped one hip, fingers digging deep into her skin, pushing her back down with the other hand so that she lay with her breasts mashed against the bench, standing with her ass high in the air.
Angelica had never liked the "tramp stamp" tattoos some girls got low on their backs, but she'd wanted some kind of tatt. Instead of something usual, she'd opted for the unusual. Two green cat's eyes adorned the dimples just above her ass. She was proud of the little decorations, especially now.
"Ah, yeah," Vic whispered, rubbing her ass with his rough hands. "Such a naughty little girl with such a tight little ass. I bet those eyes drive your lovers wild."
She wiggled it at him, hoping to entice him to do more than rub it. "You like?"
"Definitely." Just as she'd hoped, he smacked the left cheek with the flat of his hand once. Then again.
"Fuck," she groaned, raising her hips higher. "Do that again." He smacked the other cheek before dipping his other hand between her legs and rubbing her wet pussy in long, rough caresses.
The primitive actions seemed to snowball within Vic. He growled and grunted, sounding more animalistic than man. Angelica loved it!
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