Chapter 40. Brutal Thrusts

Scott

Nothing would have prepared me for the amazing time we had in Italy. Especially on that couch. “I need you” has never sounded sexier.

“I’m all yours, baby.” I whispered.

She got off the couch and knelt down, her fingers still inside my unzipped pants. With her other hand, she tugged at my pants to pull it down. I lifted my hips off the couch and pulled down my pants.

“Thank you…”

She smiled up at me. Thank you? Why the fuck wouldn’t I pull my own pants down in such a time like this? I was more than ready to pull her shorts down and get straight into it.

She stroked my cock and swallowed it like it was a lollipop. She kept sucking, bouncing her head up and down, making slurping sounds. My hips bucked, driving my cock deeper into her throat. She made gagging sounds but sucked harder. If I don’t stop this, I’ll be shooting cum down her throat. Something about that excited me.

“Sweet thing, that’s enough.” I ordered.

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