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Chapter 48: Hendrix

Hendrix

"Motherfuck." Heat. Indescribable soft heat enveloped me, and my balls tightened. Her fist grasped the base of my length, her fingers just touching at the tips, and she gave a twist. Followed the movement of her mouth with each stroke. "Jesus, babe. Too…fuck…tighten your hold."

Up, down…twist. Repeat.

Nymph looked up at me from beneath her lashes, her tongue flicking the slit. "Like this?" Using both hands, she jerked me twice before spitting on the head - used her saliva and my pre-come to fuck my cock with her fist.

"Suck my dick, Beau." Fingers embedded in her hair, I wrapped the strands around my hand and tugged her closer. "Be a good girl, and take me into the back of that pretty little throat of yours."

"Yes, please," she moaned, abandoning my length to find purchase on my thighs. One hand held her up while she opened her mouth wide to hold me on her tongue. To feel the weight of me.

It was perverse. A beautiful, depraved scene, and I loved every second of it.

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