Chapter 139
Chapter 139
ISIDORA
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My horny slave was eating my pussy, growling like a wild wolf behind my ass while he moved through my folds and drank down my lust-soaked juices.
My back arched, and I tensed my legs, spreading them wider to give him more access, to feel that delicious tongue pushing into me and tormenting my clit.
“Aaaah.” A cry escaped my lips, and I smothered it against the pillow when Blaze’s thick, calloused finger slid into my vagina.
He pumped it in and out, adding another finger, scissoring them to stretch me open and prepare me for his huge cock, which didn’t take long to arrive.
Blaze growled like an animal behind me. I couldn’t even see him, but I felt his weight over my body.
When I tried to lift myself and get on all fours, he pushed my hips down against the mattress, barking that ruthless order for me to spread my legs wider.
1 obeyed him in this position we had never tried before, wondering if he would find the way to my pussy between my thick thighs.
And of course he did, damn it, because he was huge and so hard.
“Sshhh…” A perverted hiss escaped that sinful mouth, and I pressed my lips together when I felt the blunt head of his cock brush between my petals.
A rushed rub, soaking himself in my juices before pushing against my tight entrance.
When his hot dick entered me little by little, my cry of pleasure was barely contained by the pillow.
“Aaammnnn… Blaze…”
My whole body shook while he planted his hands on my ass, kneading me hard, spreading me open as he worked his cock into me between obscene, wet sounds.
He began moving over my back.
Since I wasn’t as open as when I lifted myself on all fours, everything felt tighter, narrower, fuller.
My clit kept rubbing against the soft sheet, and my aroused breasts ground against the mattress too.
“Ah, ah, ah, ah…” My rhythmic moans mixed with the constant sound of his pelvis striking my ass, which I could feel moving harder and harder with every thrust.
Blaze suddenly dropped his full weight over me, dominating me, punishing me deliciously until I couldn’t move, until I could only submit to him and to his possessiveness.
He buried himself in my hair and kissed my upper back and my neck, both slick with sweat.
“Ssshh, ah, my lady… Dora… aahh, fuuuck, my love… I need you, I need you…”
His words were a mix of desperation and vulnerability. He had never said things like that to me in bed, not even in my
fantasies.
I only drowned in my moans, gasping his name and lacing my fingers with his when his huge hand locked around mine.

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