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“You’re going to take my cock on your knees,” I tell her. I walk us over to the wall in the kitchen, and set her down. “Do you want that? Do you want to suck my cock, sweetheart?”
She nods, and her eyes fill with lust. My cock twitches, and I have to steady myself, restrain myself from hauling her against me once again, and pounding into her pink, wet cunt.
“On your knees,” I tell her.
Angela sinks to her knees immediately and looks up at me. Her lips are reddened and glistening from the kiss we shared, and her hair is loose around her face. She starts to put it up, but I stop her, stilling her hands.
“I’ll hold it back for you,” I tell her. “Now take off that top for me, I want to see your pretty tits bouncing while my cock is down your throat,” I say roughly.
Angela does as I ask, stripping down to just her panties. She palms her breasts and pinches her nipples, moaning a bit and spreading her knees. I know her pussy must already be dripping, and she can’t bear to have her thighs touching.
“Good girl,” I tell her. “You look so gorgeous in this lighting.” She flushes under the praise. “Have you been waiting to suck my cock?”
“Yes,” she says. “It’s all I’ve been thinking about.”
“Undo my belt,” I order.
She leans forward and works the belt and button on my pants open, and I caress her face gently as she does it, luxuriating in the feel of her soft skin. She tugs my pants down a bit and frees my cock.
“Look how hard you make me,” I tell her. I pump my cock with my hand a few times, mere inches from her wet lips. “Now be a good girl and open up.”
She parts her lips, and I press my cock against them. She opens wider and takes me into her mouth, her slick heat wrapping around me.
“Fuck Angel, you feel so fucking good.”
Angela adds her hand to the base of my cock and pumps me as she continues to suck. I feel my cock grow impossibly harder and start to throb.
“You know only good girls like cocks down their throats this much. And no one could suck my cock as beautifully as you do,” I grind out, knowing she needs to hear how much I love this, knowing that the praise is what makes her feel loved. Powerful. “And you look so fucking gorgeous with my cock in your mouth, better than I remember.” I brace one hand against the wall and begin to move my hips, slowly at first, letting her adjust to the feel of me down her throat. “Do you like that Angel? Do you like me down your throat?”
She whimpers, and nods, and when I catch her gaze I can tell she’s gone to that place where lust has taken over and she can’t see anything else.
“I bet your pussy is soaked just having me in your mouth like this. I bet you wish you could touch yourself. But good girls waituntil they're told,” I tell her. “I can’t wait to see how wet you are after I come in your throat. I can’t wait to have my tongue in that perfect pussy. You’re such a good fucking girl, Angela.”
She presses her hand against the one I have against her head, encouraging me to go deeper, and I do, grinding into her mouth, pressing my entire length into her throat, and fucking her in slow strokes. “You look so fucking sexy, Angel. I love watching you take my cock like this.” I grab her hair in my fist and start guiding her head onto my cock, making sure I’m going easy on her for a bit. She starts using her hands as well, tugging on me hard, as the tip of my cock presses into the soft wetness of her throat, over and over.
She moans around my cock as I pull on her hair, and that’s what sends me over the edge—Angela spluttering and moaning around my shaft, as turned on by this as I am.
“You’re gonna take my cum like a good girl, Angel. All of it,” I manage to say.
And then I’m pumping her throat full of my cum and she’s moaning even more as I do it, taking every last drop.
I ease my cock from her throat, and she looks up at me, her eyes still dark with lust. And I’m far from finished with her.
“Stand up,” I tell her.
She does as I ask, and I grab my belt off of the floor. “Turn around.”
“What are you doing?” she demands.
“Good girls get rewarded,” I say. I lace my belt around her wrists and pull it tight. It won’t hold forever, but it will work for what I have planned. I push her back against the wall. “I want to taste your pussy, Angel. I need to.”
All she does is whimper in response.
I kneel in front of her, and drag her panties to one side. “Is your pussy wet for me?”
“Yes,” she says. “All for you.”
I pull her panties all the way down, and drag one finger through her center. She soaked, wetter than I’ve ever seen her, her desire nearly dripping off of her. “You must love getting your face fucked, because you’re dripping.”
