Page 103 of Heart Of A Goon II

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“Boobie,” she protested.

“Yeah Boobie?” I smirked, fucking with her, as I walked closer to her.

I placed her hand on my dick, as I shoved my tongue into her mouth. Zoya moaned into my mouth, as her body relaxed in my arms. All of the stress she had been carrying went away, as she felt me holding onto her.

“I got you, Boobie,” I whispered into her ear, as she pulled back, staring me into the eyes.

I stripped the rest of my clothes off, as she held my hand and pulled me into the shower. The view from behind had me on ten, as I watched her turn the shower on and adjust the temperature.

The water pelted down onto her body, causing her hair to curl up in the bun. I watched as the water fell down her face onto her body. Water drops traveling down to her breast, as I licked my lips.

“Let me see you, Boobie.”

“K.” She took a seat on the bench, putting one leg up, and slowly moving her hand down to her pussy. I watched as she looked at me through hooded eyes. Her fingers got to work, as we held eye contact.

I couldn’t do this shit. Watching her please herself was something I couldn’t handle. Not when I wanted to put my hands and dick all over her. “Fuck, Zoy,” I groaned, as I moved closer, and she held her hand.

“Hmm, no…. watch, Goo… watch wha… fuck,” her rhythm was quicker, and her eyes were lower than before. “Stroke your dick for me, Baby… pl…please.”

My baby didn’t have to ask twice. I slid my hand around my dick and slowly stroked it while watching her. I don’t think I had ever been as hard as I was at this moment. Witnessing my love, my everything, and future with her hair soaking wet, legs wide open and fingers pleasuring herself was something that I would keep in my mental rolodex for the rest of my life.

I’d think back to this moment while watching her walking down the aisle to me. The more we watched each other, the more we both were caught up in each other. My dick was throbbing watching her fingers go deeper each time.

I walked over towards her, leaning over her as she continued to play with my pussy. Leaning forward, she sucked on the tip of my dick never missing a moment with herself. Her hands remained in sync, as she continued to taste this dick, while I rubbed it up and down her sexy ass lips.

The precum on her bottom lip had me ready to explode, but I couldn’t do that shit right now. Removing my hand from around my dick, I looked down at her, as I directed the rest of the dick into her mouth, taking her hands from inside of her and replacing them with mine. I rubbed her pussy gently, while she sucked and nibbled on my dick.

“Don’t play with this dick, Baby… suck my dick, so I can suck on this pussy,” I demanded, and she grabbed it with both hands, spitting on it, before she eased her mouth down onto it.

I could see her neck flex as she took more and more of me inside of her mouth. When she gagged, I held her head up. Even with a mouthful of my dick and misty eyes, I held her chin.

Holding her hair, I looked into her eyes. “Tek mi dung slow an’ nasty.”

She popped my dick out of her mouth as she nodded her head. “Show me, Baby… please.”

I massaged my dick into her lips, as she welcomed me inside, slowly welcoming me down her throat. Her eyes never left mine, as if she was waiting for me to give her approval.

“Like that baby… slow… suck it slow for me,” I continued to direct her, as I held her chin, watching her choke me down.

“Okay,” she replied, sending vibrations through my body. Pulling me out her mouth, she sucked on the tip. “Like that?”

“Just like that… take me down, Boobie.” Without hesitation, she opened her mouth, taking all of me into her mouth.

I could feel her relax her throat, so she didn’t choke, as she sucked the fuck out of me. whipping it out of her mouth, she kissed the shaft, while playing with my balls. My hands continued to rub her clit, making her moan louder.

We had a house full, and I didn’t know how thin or thick these walls were. Even then, I couldn’t stop making her feel good while she made me feel the same. This was a two-way street. I had to make her feel just as good as me.

Pulling my dick from her lips, I got down on my knees, opening her legs further and latching onto her pussy. I sucked, swirling my tongue into her wetness while she tried to inch further and further back on the bench.

Holding her hips, I pulled her right back so I could continue to feast. I sucked on her pussy like it was the last mango in the world. Taking breaks to kiss her inner thigh and rub her nipples.

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Each time I sucked on her second set of lips, she gasped like it would be her last one. I loved kissing my pussy, and she loved it too because her hand found its way to guide me. When I felt like she was right there, I pulled her up from the bench, spun her around, looping our hands together, and planting them onto the marble wall.

Our bodies fit perfectly together. The arch in her back, as she held onto the wall, with my hand right on top of hers. That’s how I was always coming behind this woman. Always right on top of her, never allowing her a moment to remember a time when she didn’t have that.

If I wasn’t right there, I was right behind her. I’d always find my way to Zoya Wraithe. When we were old and gray, I wasn’t leaving unless she was with me. I used my free hand to caress every inch of her body.