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“I love how you taste.” He licked me again, "how you smell." One more lick and I was sure I was seconds away from coming. "How you react when I touch you." He licked me again and said,"Everywhere."
His mouth landed—right on me, and then he did what Carlo loved to do. He ate me, just like he'd promised. "So fucking good," he said in between devouring my pussy.
It couldn't have been a minute later when I cried out, "Oh, my gosh, I'm going to come. Carlo, I'm going to come." My fingers dove into Carlo's wet hair, and I did everything I possibly could to hold him to me. I would do anything to keep him there. His hot mouth on my poor, swollen pussy. Ready to burst.
"Mmm, come for me. Come on my mouth. I love it when you explode on me."
That.
Was.
It.
I screamed, shocking myself at the sound. It echoed in the large bathroom.
But I didn't care. Not one bit.
Because I was experiencing heaven between my legs.
"Yes, yes, yes, yes," was all I said—all I could say. The ability to form any other words had completely left me.
My spasms went on and on, Carlo doing his best to extend them out as long as possible. And he wouldn't let up. Not even a little.
His tongue.
His lips.
His fingers.
They all worked in tandem to bring out every last bit of my release.
I panted and laid my head back against the shower wall. "That was—" my mind tried to race around and search for a word. But all it wanted to do was float on this wonderful high Carlo had given me.
"That was what?" Carlo asked as he stood and wiped his mouth off.I looked up into my lumberjack's face and smiled. "There hasn't been a word invented for that experience yet," I told him the truth. The word for what Carlo had just done for me was unfortunately absent from the dictionary.
He chuckled and then backed up into the water. The water sprayed down over the masterpiece of a body in front of me. His golden muscles shined in the overhead light. He picked up the shampoo and started washing his hair. I barely breathed, watching him do that. The soapy suds veering down his chest, over his amazing abs, and down to his very, very, very erect cock.No matter how many times I'd seen Carlo's cock—I would never get used to his size.
Just like every time he entered me. I would never get used to that, either. Each and every time I had to relax and open as wide as I could.Not that it really mattered. Carlo was far too big. There was no real way to prepare for his size.
My eyes stayed glued to him while he washed the rest of his body—including his cock.
After he turned around and rinsed himself off, I thought maybe our shower time was over.
But I was wrong.
Carlo stayed under the running water and moved around to face me. "On your knees, Giselle. Time for you to get down to work."
A big smile spread across my face. He didn't have to ask twice. I walked forward and slowly dropped to my knees. The water from the showerhead intermittently hit me in the face when Carlo moved his head. My hand grabbed the base of his huge cock, and I looked up at him. My tongue darted out and licked the tip of him. He let out what sounded like a growl. "Don't fuck around and tease me. I need your mouth on me. Now."
The heat and desperation in his eyes told me he was not lying. So, I opened up—wide—and sucked him into my mouth.
Carlo gasped, and his hands landed on my head. It didn't take him long to start moving me how he wanted. And that was more than fine with me. Way more. I loved it when Carlo took charge like this.
I did gag a few times, but Carlo didn't seem to mind. And I sure didn't. Whatever it took to get him deeper into my throat was well worth it.
My other hand cupped his balls gently. I touched and played with them while he made the smexiest noises.
Yeah.
