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I listened, resting my head on the pillow, hands behind my head. My pale ivory cock stood tall, twitching with need.

“Fuck…” Her eyes are glued to my dick. “I can do whatever I want with you?”

I nodded.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, Psalm. Keep asking, and I’ll get soft.”

She smirked, hands moving to strip her clothes off right before me. There was no way I was going to go soft.

She was gorgeous, naked before me. Her heavy breasts were tattooed with a ram across her chest, and her nipples had bars through them. My finger wanted to touch them, but I stayed still. Not many girls liked control, but she seemed like the perfect girl for this job.

My eyes ran over her wide hips as she moved around my bed. Then she climbed on the bed by my head, thighs straddling my head.

“Fuck,” I muttered at the sight of her pretty pussy in my face.

“Eat.” That was all she said.

Gladly. My mouth was on her, tasting all of her juices. She was soaking, dripping right into my mouth.

She sighed, hands on my hips as she lowered her head.

But as my tongue swirled around her clit, so was her tongue on my tip.

I shuddered at her wet warm mouth on my dick. My eyes closed, hands moving up to grab at her hips. Slowly her hips moved against my face, clit rubbing against my tongue.

My hips pushed up a bit, trying to push myself into her mouth.

She pulled back. “Don’t do that. Be a good boy. If you do that again, I will be the only one coming tonight.”

I moaned into her pussy, even though she wasn’t touching my dick.

“You want me to torture you like that, Briar?”

I shook my head, but she knew I did. It was bittersweet. I loved being denied an orgasm, but I didn’t want to be.

Her mouth was on me, taking me deep into her throat. My hand ran down her spine, hips moving to her mouth. I dreamt about her mouth. I didn’t think I would be able to experience her beautiful cunt with it too. My other fingers reached around, spreading her pussy lips as my tongue pushed in and out of her.

“Fuck, Briar,” she moaned, muffled by my cock.

My eyes closed as her hips rolled faster. My hips followed as I used her mouth. Yet she was in control; she could pull back right now and leave without. Whimpers escaped my mouth, my thigh shaking at the pressure. I was close.

She was sobbing into my cock, pussy tightening around my tongue. I couldn’t hold it anymore, hips thrusting into her.

I hit my peak, moaning and breathing heavily. My balls tightened, but then she pulled back.

My eyes went wide as I whimpered. The cum was about to leak from my fucking cock. I gripped her hips, but that pushed her over the edge.

She used my face, grinding and crying out. The need to please her filled me. I moved her hips with my hands, moaning at the taste.

“Fuck, please, Briar. Please!” She stiffened, gripping my thigh. The moment she exhaled, cum rushed against my mouth.

I drank each drop from her cunt and then some. She twitched and gasped against my mouth, pulling away.

“Good boy… Do you want to come for me now?”

I licked my lips, moaning at her taste. She tasted like heaven, and it was getting me closer to God. Though I had never been religious even as a Priest, she was a sin, and I would gladly meet Satan just to come in that sweet pussy.