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“Every time you bend over I remember how deep you were. I keep clenching around nothing and it makes me crazier.” I rock against his hand and feel the wet sounds start up again. “Talk dirty to me while you finger me. I like when your mouth gets filthy.” He leans in and bites the side of my neck just hard enough to leave a mark. “You want filthy? I am going to pull these shorts off and eat this messy cunt until you scream. Then I am going to bend you over the toolbox and fuck another load into you so deep it stays there the rest of the day.”

Just a few more, and I would have my release reaching the clouds… “Dirty girl…you want to cum, huh? Not yet.” Christian pulled away, leaving me gasping and needing to be filled. “Please, Professor Grey…please suck on me.”

“Gage,” I moan, lifting my hips beneath him, digging my heels into his buttocks. Scraping at his broad, strong back with my nails. “Can’t believe this,” he says raggedly, face contorted in pain. “You’re so fucking tiny and tight. Felt that cherry pop, baby. You shouldn’t want it dirty.” “Yes. Yes, I want it dirty,” I gasp. “Dirty. Please.” My plea unhinges him.

The way he said it disgusted me, making me roll my eyes in disappointment, did I look that cheap, and why were men always acting like this? His pick-up line was on level zero, he wasn't even able to impress me. "What do you say?" He still insisted with a naughty smirk on his face, and my answer to him was a simple no. I told him I wasn't interested, neither was I ready to face any questions that he had to ask because I wanted to be with someone else tonight, and not him. "Are you sure, I'm pretty big down there…" he was trying to act enticing, but instead of paying any attention to him, I gulped down the drink the water had given to me, dripping the glass for another round.

He dialed a number on the phone, keeping his eyes fixed on mine as he spoke into the receiver, “I want to fuck my woman. You can either get popcorn and enjoy the show, or you can do me a favor and turn off the damn cameras!” he instructed fiercely, keeping his eyes fixed on me as he talked dirty. After instructing the person on the other end of the phone, he hung up and picked me up in his arms. I instinctively wrapped my legs around his hips, giggling excitedly like an Olympic medalist.

Suddenly my phone started ringing cutting off my brilliant scheming, I groaned, annoyed at whoever decided now was a good time to call when I was clearly in the middle of coming up with a way to hunt that driver down. “What.” “Is that how you always answer the phone? No wonder everyone’s afraid of you.” “I’m not in the mood for your games Ava, what do you want?” “I want a new house in the middle of Paris, oh and a hot new Parisian boyfriend to go with the house.” “If you called to annoy someone, call Henrik. I’m in the middle of something, so unless you have something to say that’s important or worth my time then hang up.” “Okay, okay no need to get mad, I just wanted to tell you that you ha

He sighed and closed his eyes in defeat. “Fine, give me a damn line,” he muttered. I smiled, thinking of a line he could use. I didn’t want to give him one that was too good; after all, I didn’t actually want her to fall for it. “Okay, how about you say; do you mind if I hang out here until it’s safe back where I farted?” I joked, knowing he wouldn’t ever say that to a girl. He looked at me in disbelief.

Don’t stop, baby, go crazy on the top of my cock; I’m about to cum. I can feel his legs start to shake and his cock starting to tense up. I suck harder and faster, up and over, until he finally unloads in my mouth. "You just full of surprises this morning." "You too." I look at him shyly, "I thought you weren't gonna come?" "I can't be too long apart from your sweet perky ass." "Jackson." "Yes, baby?" "That is a fucking lame ass cheesy line." Then we can hear the boys whispering through the door

Pick up your fucking self, you bitch. "Do you want me to put you to sleep?"

“I love feeling you so deep while you suck me like this. Tell me I’m your dirty secret.” “You’re my dirty little secret,” he rasped, mouth never leaving her chest. He lapped at the underside of one breast now, tongue dragging wet trails up to the nipple before sucking it again. “Mom’s daughter riding my cock in our bed, cumming all over it. These tits are mine to suck whenever I want. Bounce harder, milk Daddy’s dick with that greedy pussy.” Mia’s second orgasm built fast, the friction on her clit from grinding plus his relentless mouth pushing her over. “Oh shit, again! I’m gonna cum again already!”