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“Nggggh!” I moan as I feel my entire body light up and burst into flames, my legs wobbling as I try to stay upright. I tremble and shake, losing my balance halfway through and toppling to the right, catching myself on the sofa and doubling over it.
Matthew is still on his knees, his eyes bright, his puffy mouth open slightly.
“You okay there?” he asks, smug as hell.
Well, of course I’m okay. I’m just dandy. I can’t feel my face or my legs. But I can feel my dick, thank you very much.
“I’m fine,” I wheeze, trying like hell to speak like a normal person, but apparently he sucked the words right out of my dickhole.
Matthew stands up, chuckling lightly. He tugs my sexy lingerie—the ones I put on to surprise him when he got home from work—back on over my ass and then swings me into his arms, carrying me like the prince he is to the sofa. He sits down and I flop on top of him, still trying to get my bearings. It’s not easy. Not when he sucks like a Hoover vac.
“Do you need water? A bath? Another blow job?”
I glower up at him as I try to right my cute little bralette that I donned as well. It went crooked sometime mid-suck. “Do not mention blow jobs again, or I might literally expire.”
He chuckles. That fucker came home from work and just kneeled right in front of me, not even asking permission.
Not that he needs to. I’m ready whenever he is.
He just ripped my panties right down my legs and inhaled me.
“And…and tomorrow is my first day at the school. I refuse to miss it because I’ve died.”
Matthew laughs a little louder, looking happier than I’ve ever seen him.
“I can’t believe you’re volunteering at my school. That’s something only parents do.”
“Yes, well, I would like to do something meaningful with my time, and I think this works well. They have me in the library.”
“You’ll love it. Betsy is real nice and she’ll take you under her wing.”
“I will love it. As long as I’m still alive.”
Matthew shakes his head. “You’re so dramatic.”
“Yes, well, I didn’t realize you’d be some kind of blow-job queen. My god.”
His smile turns to a smirk. “I am pretty good.”
“You are.”
I wiggle on his lap and note that his cock is hard beneath me. Of course it is. He’s horny all the time now. Kissing me, sucking me, letting me suck him. Last night, he slid a dildo in and out of me while he sucked my dick, and I swear I saw Jesus. Said hello and everything when I reached Heaven.
“But I think I’m better at it than you,” I add.
He arches an eyebrow at me, and I squirm off him, onto my knees. He spreads his thighs as my fingers curl under the waistband of his sweatpants.
“Let me show you.”
“Be my guest,” he says, cocky as hell.
And to be honest, it gets me going. Makes me horny as hell. He stretches his arms across the back of the couch, his biceps flexing, and watches as I pull him out. He’s hard and dripping, making me lick him clean. His eyelids flutter when he wets his lips, those lips that were only moments ago pulled tightly across my dick.
“So good,” he grunts when I take him into my mouth, sucking him down and bobbing my head, making sure to let him hear how he’s destroying me.
I feel the tremble move through his legs, and I slide my free hand around his balls, tugging lightly and making him groan.
I hum my appreciation for those delicious sounds and do it again, and again, causing him to thrust his hips up, forcing me to take more of him. I snake my hand around his balls and slide one finger through his crack, making him gasp when I press it against his hole.
