17: FOXY ROXY

ACE'S POV

I stood over her; her mouth was agape and begging for sustenance. Her tongue stuck out of her head like a mongrel on a hot day. Sweet Cooing sounds reverberated from her throat. Sucking on my bottom lip, I relished the view below me. I closed my eyes and applied more pressure on my shaft, carefully stroking it until it cried out in sweet release. She cupped her breasts and crawled closer to me on her knees.

And so I fed her— she savoured the meal, swallowing every drop like the greedy little slut she was. She circled her fingers around the tip; her hands were icy from handling the champagne in the ice bucket. Not only that, but she lowered her head and placed her lips around it. Her breath was warm against my skin as she milked every last drop of my juice. “Ohhh! Fuck, Roxy, that feels so good," my body trembled as she sucked me dry.

“You like that, huh, Daddy?” She peered up from between her fake lashes, sticking her tongue out, teasing the head of my penis.

“Oh yes.”

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