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had. However, Bruce
never denied his ferocious appetite for fucking. Camille simply
wanted to be the one he sought pleasure with.
    “Madam, you must kiss the host.” This time
the man forcefully held up the tray higher to get her
attention.
    “It’s okay,” Bruce said with a turn of his
head, but he didn’t tear his eyes from her. “She doesn’t have
to.”
    “ I want to .”
    Camille chose a lipstick without a glance or
any thought to shade, because at the moment Bruce was noticing she
didn’t wear lingerie at all, but had intricate red and black lace
painted on her body to look like she wore clothes. There was no
mistaking the fake fabric. The paint barely concealed her, because
her nipples were erect just like his noticeably long cock. Before
she came and when she was contemplating how to get his attention,
she decided to refuse to wear anything, including the black and
white. The painted thong was sure to get his attention, and with
his notice, she said, “It took four hours, if you’re wondering how
long it took to add such detail.”
    “No, I…I didn’t notice you were…naked. That
would be perverted of me.”
    “Perverted would have been you fucking me
years ago when I wanted you to. I’m twenty now. Noticing I was
naked would be a compliment.” She twisted the bottom to the
lipstick and then applied it to her lips. She smiled, realizing he
would have never openly ogled her as he was now and her age
certainly made a difference.
    He didn’t pry his eyes away, and took his
time gazing at her body despite her knowing he was taking pleasure
in the sight of her. He even dared to peek at her vertical lips,
and long enough she wondered if he was curious if the painted
panties were crotchless or it concealed the pink skin of her pussy.
If he really wanted to know, he’d have to find out.
    Then his eyes traveled up to her belly
button ring, and then to her lacy, flesh bra. She let him gaze at
the flower nuzzled between her perky tits, and then follow the
pattern of swirls to her nipples. She loved that he didn’t restrain
himself as he would have done years ago. He was checking her out,
and made no apologies for doing so.
    It didn’t escape her attention either that
he never refused to let her kiss his only body part covered in red.
He was most willing to let her lay her lips all over his cock. And
she wasn’t going to just kiss him once she took the opportunity.
Surely he knew she would always strive for more of him.
    “Then you look lovely, Camille.”
    She inwardly cringed. Lovely was a word he
used often when complimenting her as a young girl. “I was hoping to
be sexy.”
    “You’re that, too,” he quickly corrected.
“You look irresistible .”
    “And you look edible, Bruce.”
    Then with eyes wide open so she could see
his reaction, she slowly leaned into him and kissed his mouth. All
the tingles she got as teen when seeing him, churned her in stomach
so quickly she felt hot. Even with her lips firmly against his,
Bruce still felt tense and she imagined he worried if she was sure
she knew what she wanted, but she was determined to prove his
hesitations wrong.
    Camille felt like she had only one shot, and
if she didn’t show him she wanted a chance, he’d never go out of
his way to pursue a daughter from a past marriage. So despite his
obvious doubt, she held her lips to his. Then she bit his bottom
lip and the moment he opened his mouth to exhale a shallow breath,
she slipped her tongue inside and licked the tip of his. He finally
surrendered, his ridged body eased, he closed his eyes, and then he
pulled her to him.
    The kiss was no longer hers to control. His
tongue pushed through, slipping into her mouth at the same time his
crimson cock burrowed between her thighs. The distracting
suggestion of sex with his shaft sliding closely to her apex made
her moan with bliss.
    Bruce held her tight like a man needing his
woman to rely on his support. Her breasts pressed into him. Their
bodies