MasukTheo brushed his fingers lightly over her pussy, letting his fingers drum her soft sensitive lips. He ran his forefinger between her pussy lips, coating it in her a trail of her juices. He raised his wet finger to his lips, tasting her delicious pussy juices.
Ria raised her hips, removing her hands from her thighs, wishing he would give her relief and touch her already. Her pussy quivered when his fingers resumed stroking her. They roamed over her clit, pressing slightly, not for long but long enough to drive her even crazier.
"Mr Gordon, this isn't funny," She whined, glaring up at him. Her breathing came in laboured pants, and her entire body trembled. Her pussy walls clenched and unclenched every second, waiting for him to give them both what they wanted.
"You have to admit, it is a bit funny," He chuckled, kissing below her navel. His tongue teased the skin while he bit it softly, leaving hickeys on her lower belly.
Wetting two fingers, he brought them to her opening and holding her needy gaze, he pushed them in. Ria's jaw dropped, and a tiny sound left her lips. Then, it grew louder and bolder as he pushed his fingers further. They both watched as his fingers disappeared, centimeter by centimeter until he was knuckle deep.
"Ohhhhh, God," Ria drawled, shuddering when Theo withdrew his fingers completely and thrust them right back in, a little stronger this time. He leaned forward, kissing the hood of her clit, before latching his mouth to it and sucking.
"Right there, Theo," Ria cried, grabbing his hair. It felt too intense. Theo's tongue and fingers were relentless as he parted her pussy lips with his other hand and swiped his tongue through the sweet canal hidden beneath the swollen pink lips. His other hand continued the onslaught of her cunt, drilling hard into it while her walls clamped around it excitedly.
"Oh yes, yes! Eat my pussy, just like that," She whined, pursing her lips. "Don't stop fucking my cunt, please."
Theo didn't think he could. She tasted too sweet, and he wanted to drink from her. He wanted to make her cum and then lap up the juices that followed.
He removed his mouth briefly, breathing hard just so he could ask. "Are you a squirter?"
Ria moaned, barely processing his questions because his fingers kept fucking her, and she couldn't exactly think straight with those thick digits crammed in her cunt.
"I... I don't know. I don't... never tried... Oh god, a third finger?"
"You can take it," Theo grinned and pushed three fingers into her cunt, waiting for her walls to adjust- and boy did they adjust well. They held his fingers snugly, juices spilling down her stuffed pussy. Theo noticed the lips quivering while her walls convulsed around his fingers, gripping them tightly.
She was close to cumming.
He moved his fingers faster, curling them, stroking against the sweet little nub in the roof of her pussy. When he found her g spot, he withdrew his fingers and grabbed her hips. Ria dropped her back on the table so he could raise her legs higher and bring her ass to the edge of the desk.
She looked so sexy Theo couldn't resist smacking her pussy. He would fuck her in that position too. He wanted that very badly.
With her hanging on the edge of the desk, Theo dropped his mouth to her pussy and began ravaging her faster than he had earlier. He thrust his tongue in her pussy, stiffening it and bobbing his head as he tongue fucked her.
"Yes, just like that. Faster," Ria screamed, feeling his tongue curl within her tight walls to tease her g spot. Theo grabbed her tits with one hand, hunched over between her legs and fucking his daughter's best friend's young pussy with his tongue. When he sensed she was close, he pinched her clit, pressing down on it until she erupted.
A stream of juices gushed out of Ria's pussy, shooting up in the air as she squirted all over Theo's face and the desk.
Theo continued tonguing her pussy. Coating his fingers with streams of her cunt juice and pushing them into Ria's mouth. The sight of her tasting herself, lapping her juices sluttily while he tongued her, was so hot it brought him closer to the edge.
Theo straightened, removing his mouth from Ria's thighs abruptly and hastily replaced his tongue with his cock.
"I'm going to fuck you now, Ria," He grunted, rubbing the stiff dick against her wet slick cunt.
"Yes, fuck me," Ria egged him on, and with a swift movement of his hips, Theo drove his cock, balls deep, into her hot and twitching pussy. The sudden intrusion of the thick shaft lodged inside her cunt sent Ria on a mini orgasm, making her shudder and writhe beneath him.
Theo struggled not to spill inside her. Her pussy gripped him so tightly it threatened to hack off his dick. But it felt so good. "You're tight," He groaned. "Fuck, Ria, if you keep tightening your walls around my cock, I'm going to nut all over it,"
"I don't mind," The naughty girl said breathlessly. "Give me all that cum, Theo. I can take it,"
Fuck, he would bet that she could.
Wrapping a hand around her throat, eager to see her helpless beneath him, Theo pinned her down, placed a leg on one side of the table so he could have a better, deeper angle and began pounding her cunt from that angle.
Ria could see his cock fill up her pussy every time he slammed his hips down on hers, and the sight only made her gush harder.
"Yes fuck me. Harder," She cried, reaching between them to grab at his balls.
Theo gritted his teeth, knowing he was close to orgasm. He held back, watching her pussy swallow his cock every time he slammed right into her. The walls would cling to his shaft every time he pulled out.
Fuck, if her cunt was this tight, he would bet her ass was tighter.
As he pounded her pussy to mush, he teased her asshole with a finger and felt her stiffen.
"Theo? What... What are you doing?"
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