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Bending down, I take her out at the legs, tossing her up and over my shoulder as I stride toward her dining room, depositing her atop the head of the table.
“Is this where he sits?”
She glances down at first, then back over her right shoulder to further assess her position before confirming with a dip of her chin.
“Good.” My right arm wraps around her shoulders as my left swoops behind her knees. In one quick fluid motion, I reverse her position, so her feet are now pointing away from me while her head hangs off the end of the table.
I step to the side, repositioning her feet so they’re planted flat atop the table, propping up her knees while ensuring her legs are spread wide. Standing back, I marvel at the sight of her laid out before me, only to realize she’s too beautiful to appreciate from only one angle.
I round the end of the table, stroking myself as I stop to admire how pretty that little pussy of hers is before I continue on, circling around to her side. My hand drifts out as I pass, connecting with the silky-smooth skin of her leg, gliding up and over her knee, around the curve of her hip, along her ribs, and coming to land on her right breast. I squeeze, her back bowing as she whimpers from the pain while her legs snap together in search of some form of friction for her core.
“Those are my fucking legs. Open them!” I bark, and she instantly complies. Releasing her, I resume my position at the head of the table, her upside-down face now level with my cock.
“If it’s too much, tap my thigh. Do you understand?”
In lieu of nodding, she grabs my cock, stroking me twice before I swat her away and drive into her mouth. I stare down at her, captivated as every inch of my dick disappears as it passes through the wide-set black ring. With the angle at which her head’s positioned, I’m granted an unobstructed view of the slender column of her neck, mesmerized at the sight of her throat flexing around my shaft as she struggles to take me.
I thrust an inch deeper, and she gags, prompting me to pull back when she begins to cough. My fingers curl around the edge of the table as my dick slips free, leaving a trail of spit connecting between my crown and her mouth.
So fucking sexy.
My hands migrate to the back of her head, supporting her neck until her coughing subsides. Daph glances up at me, her face streaked with tears, though holds no hints of sadness.
“You okay, baby?”
Her arms shoot up over her head, answering me by gripping hold of my hips and pulling me back into her. Her nails dig into my ass as she sets the pace, and I drive into her, matching her steady rhythm with my thrusts.
My palm skates out over her chest, in between her breasts, gliding down her stomach, and coming to settle between her legs. She’s soaked, the length of my middle finger easily slipping between her folds, gliding up and down her slit before circling her clit.
Daphne moans around my cock, the vibrations so powerful I almost come right down her throat where I stand.
I shift forward, my dick inadvertently slipping deeper as I close the distance between my mouth and her pussy, though she never taps out. A quick assessment to ensure I’m not suffocating her, and I lick up the length of her slit, my eyes rolling back into my head at the first taste of her sweet center.
Holy fucking shit, I forgot how good she tastes.
I lick her once, twice, three times as I pull her lips apart, exposing the pretty pink of her pussy and inhaling her scent. I trail two fingers through her wetness, circling around her clit before dipping low and thrusting inside her. A choked sound strangles within her throat, her hips lifting in search of my mouth, which I suction overtop her clit as I greedily swirl my tongue around the sensitive bundle of nerves.
My fingers continue to fuck her impossibly tight hole, her body quivering as I lap at her pussy, all the while still fucking her face. Daph’s hands shoot forward, palms flattening against the table in effort to stabilize herself as her entire body spasms beneath me. Her pussy constricts around my fingers, and I push up, bringing my other hand to rub frantic circles overtop her clit just as she explodes.
Daph convulses, spraying her release halfway down the length of the table. I pull free of her mouth, her screams fueling my desire to stroke her faster, desperate to prolong her climax as long as possible while her pussy continues to squirt.
After several more seconds, her orgasm subsides, leaving me to stare down as her with awestruck eyes.
“Get up!” I bark, a primal need seizing any sense of control. Pulling her up to sit, my fingers frantically work to free her of the buckle before carefully removing the gag. Once it’s free, I toss it to the side, pulling her widened legs to the edge of the table and slamming inside of her tight heat.
Daphne screams at the intrusion, her tight channel threatening to instantly milk every drop of cum from my cock.
“Jesus Christ,” I gasp, tightening my grip on her ass. “Have you had sex at all since the last time we fucked?! How are you this goddamn tight?”
“You want to have a conversation or you going to fuck me?”
A growl tears from my throat as I force her legs around me, scooping her from the table and carrying her to that atrocity of a rug her soon-to-be ex loves so much.
Trust me, I’m about to love it a lot more.
We drop down, her body still wrapped around me as I lay her back against the floor. Leaning forward, I drop my lips to hers, my tongue massaging her own as the tip of my cock finds her entrance once more, weeping to be inside her. I push forward, sliding in to the hilt as my forehead presses to hers.
“You’re perfect, you know that? So goddamn beautiful.”
