A half hour later he was still on his back, dazed and panting, her silky soft thighs framing either side of his head. She’d again lifted off of him just enough so he could catch his breath, a reward for yet another glorious orgasm she’d enjoyed above him.
Still, her dripping folds hovered just above him, her heat and scent intoxicating him, a strand of creamy nectar dangling tauntingly above him.
She laughed softly as she gazed down at this poor man. He was so desperately aroused. So lost. Like he no longer had any idea where he was.
Glancing back over her shoulder she saw his yet to be touched cock engorged with arousal… quivering with excitement… dripping with its need for release.
She smirked at the way his hips were involuntarily, rhythmically thrusting up into nothingness, his cock utterly desperate for attention.
Looking back down at him, she teased, “What’s the matter, baby? Do you like my soft, sweet pussy? Hmm? Does it get you all excited?”
She smiled at his incoherent whimper, murmuring, “Aww, does your cock want some attention? Does it want to be touched? Do you wanna cum too sweetheart?”
His plea was so sweet, so pure, so desperate it made her purr seductively with lust. “No baby, not now. Maybe later, we’ll see…. right now it’s time for you to focus on me again. You do want more, don’t you? More of my sweet, creamy pussy?”
She chuckled as he whimpered, “Yesss….”, mindlessly, as if he were now enslaved by and addicted to her silky folds.
“Mmm, of course you do, baby,” she teased, lowering herself to his mouth once more. “Just lick, sweetie…. make me cum… again. Let’s not worry about your cock right now, it can wait.”
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