My pussy was weeping

My pussy was weeping into my thong, clenching around itself, and wishing Neil’s cock fucking my belly was impaling it, big and hard. There was pre-cum spilling off his cock onto my skin, providing more lubrication. He groaned, disconnecting his mouth from mine to bury his head against my neck, looking downward to watch his cock fuck my skin while both of his arms held my ass in place, my body rocking with his.

A shaky sound of protest left me when I found my mouth empty, but it turned into a gasp when I heard the rip sound of my lingerie bra. His thumb had jerked the flimsy blue fabric apart, freeing my restrained breasts to bounce between us. The scrap of clothing fluttered to the floor, and he ducked his golden head to grab my breast with his mouth, sucking long and hard, before moving to the other one.

His warm tongue pacified the swollen nipple before he straightened to return his tongue to its rightful place; my mouth.

I could not stop trembling.

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