Christmas with Jack

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Author: Brooklyn Reese
Tags: Erótica
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around my ass and brought his hand up underneath to trace his fingers along the vertical slit outlined through the thin fabric of my pants. He teased me to the point where I wasn’t sure I could hold back any longer, my cream seeping through the material and onto his hand. My groan echoed off the enclosed walls and I ground my hips into the hardness of his erection, silently cursing the elevator for taking so long to get to our destination.
    The familiar sound of the ding finally went off as we reached his floor, and I was forced out of my trance.   Jack grabbed my hand and practically dragged me down the corridor to his room without saying another word. Just as we had the last time we were here, we stripped each other’s clothes off in a frenzy, aching to touch the other’s skin, wanting to keep the fire of our attraction burning fervently for the remainder of the night.
    I broke away from Jack’s embrace and sashayed over to his bed, crawling on all fours across the mattress towards the headboard.
      “Oh god, Kara…” he trailed off, taking long strides across the room to where I perched on display. His hands came up around my hips and he rubbed the mounds lightly in circles.
    “You have the most gorgeous ass,” he finished.
    I felt his hot breath against my puckered hole before I had a chance to react.
    I pushed my ass back against his face and his tongue plunged deep inside my tunnel. He licked liberally from one hole to the next; running his tongue slowly up and down, stopping at each one to circle them, push inside, before pulling out and moving back to my other opening. He sent my senses into overdrive and I felt my insides swell in preparation to explode, but I pushed it down, forcing it to not let it happen so soon. I needed to revel in this feeling while I still had Jack all to myself.  
    “Mmm, god that feels so good.”
    Encouraged by my moans, Jack brought his hand around to my clit and hit me with double the feeling that soon had me seeing stars. I didn’t want him to stop, but I didn’t want to come this way. I needed to feel his thick shaft stretching me, filling me, satisfying me in ways that no one else ever had.
    At that moment I had an idea and forced myself to pull away from Jack’s touch.
    “Turn over and lay down. I want to feel you in my mouth.”
    Jack’s eyes burned with lust and he did as he was told. As soon as he was on his back, I straddled him and faced the opposite direction, bringing my ass up to his face and backing up until my mouth was right over his cock and he was within licking distance of my pussy. I came down on top of him with my tongue, running up and down the length of his shaft. As I did, I felt Jack’s tongue on my clit, dancing rapidly over the nub and then he took it into his mouth, sucking it lightly before letting go and plunging his tongue deep inside my aching snatch. Everything he did to me, I imitated on his cock. I licked Jack’s balls then opened my mouth wide to suck them inside my mouth. I pulled away then, leaving them bouncing as I came back up and took the entire length of his cock into my mouth all at once. Jack and I both let out muffled groans as we worked each other over. When I knew Jack was close to the edge, I pulled off of his pulsing cock and continued stroking him with my hand, rubbing the head over my lips, loving the feel of its satiny tip against my mouth.
    “Fuck me, Jack. I need to feel your cock inside me.”
    I whimpered when Jack took his mouth away from my snatch, but in no time, he had pulled up and was straddling me from behind. I felt his rock-hard shaft push past my folds and fill the insides of my aching snatch, stretching me to my limits. I cried out in ecstasy and begged for more.
    “Yes, Jack. Oh, yes. Just like that, baby.”
    He pumped harder, pushing in as deep as he could, smacking his balls against the tender flesh of my ass. I bent lower, reaching through my thighs and grabbed onto his sack, massaging gently as

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