Page 47 of Fairy Godmen


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“You should lick my pussy until you feel better.”

“You want me to lick this pretty pussy until you explode on my tongue? You want me to make you so hot for me that you are begging me to fuck you? I woke up this morning to your ass grinding on my morning wood. It was pure torture. I have never wanted another woman like I want you. I can’t wait to sink into that silky cunt and ruin you for any other man. From now on, you want cock or my tongue, need your ass spanked until the cream runs down your leg, or you need to come some many times you pass out, you find me.”

The sound of his voice, rough and needy, made her want to agree to whatever he said. Whatever he was offering, she wanted it all. Twice. Wetness trickled down the inside of her thigh as the ache grew bigger. She needed him. She needed his mouth on her.

Angelina jumped when his hand cracked across her butt. The long, wanton moan echoed in the washtub.

“Answer me.”

“Please.”

“Please, what, Angelina? Honey, tell me you want me to eat that juicy pussy until you ride my face. You can only get that from me, love. I am the only one who can make you want until you are dripping wet and begging me.”

“Please, Ben,” Angelina pleaded. “Lick me.”

“Thought you would never ask,” Ben grinned, dropping to his knees.

Placing one of her knees on top of the washer, he tested her flexibility until he was sure she could put the other across the washer onto the dryer, opening her completely.

“So beautiful. Fucking gorgeous,” Ben managed to get out before he dove between her folds.

Gripping her ass cheeks, he held her still while he tasted. His tongue slowly glided over her. Her sweet, salty flavor exploded in his mouth. Tracing circles over her skin, he got closer and closer to her clit, only letting the tip of his tongue dance across it before moving away.

“I am going to hurt more than your feelings if you keep doing that to me.”

“Do what, Shorty?” Ben smirked as he laved her clit. “This what you want? Maybe this.” He thrust his tongue into her, fucking her as she pulsed around him.

“Yes. Oh God, yes.”

He massaged her ass as he lapped at her entrance until she quivered. She was so close. His teasing was slowly driving her insane as her body coiled tighter and tighter. She needed a little more. He was pulling sensations from her that she had never felt with anyone else, irrevocably changing her forever. Ben was right. He was going to ruin her. Angelina couldn’t find it in her to care.

Wave after wave of glorious erotic sensation threatened to drown her. Her body trembled. His lips wrapped around her clit, and he sucked. Crying out his name, her vision blurred, and her body bucked against his mouth. The tension that coiled in her core was released. She wasn’t sure if she was floating or flying or if she had died and gone to heaven headfirst through the washer. Whatever it was, she blissfully surrendered.

Ben gentled his touches as she came back to herself. Watching her lose herself as she bucked against his face was almost more than he could handle. His balls were begging for relief, but she came first. He wasn’t sure she could take anymore this morning and still make it to work.

When he finally got to have her under him, he wasn’t about to rush it. He wanted to take his time. Savoring her before he fucked her into the mattress so hard, she would feel exactly where he had been the next day. It looked like it was another cold shower this morning.

He tucked her into his arms as he slid to the floor.

“So sexy, love. Watching you get off makes me want to feel it for myself,” Ben murmured as he wrapped his arms around her, holding her tightly to his chest. “I can’t wait to feel you come while I’m buried deep inside you.”

Angelina curled into him. Her mind was still scattered from the intensity of what they shared. A rigid shaft poked into her hip. She hummed at how good it felt as she stroked him over the denim.

“Tonight, I want you home. We are having dinner. After that, I am going to be inside that silky hot cunt until neither one of us can move.”

“What about now?”

“I just made you come stretched out across the washer. We both have work to get done today. If I take my pants off, we will spend the day in bed.”

“What if I don’t want to?”

Ben wasn’t sure if she was testing him or having second thoughts.

“Don’t want to what?”

“Go to work. What if I want to spend the day in bed with you?”

“You are making this harder than I intended.”

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