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pillow’s confines.
    Halfway down her spine, he began depositing kisses. Each vertebra received a gentle kiss. One, two, three...his lips caressed each little bump until he reached the T that denoted the very bottom of the small of her back. There, his tongue slipped out and devoted many wet swirls.
    “Cory!” She wiggled her hips in anticipation. “Oh, more, please!”
    He slid his tongue into the very top of her crack.
    “Oh!” She tensed.
    Grasping her hips, Cory pushed them upwards so that her ass rose about twelve inches in the air and plunged his face into her pussy.
    A squeal ripped free of Jill.
    He lapped the melted candy bar from her cunt, his tongue twirling and gyrating through her folds and into her opening.
    She shrieked his name again.
    He pushed his face harder into her wet, satiny center. The need to fuck her overwhelmed every part of him, but he wanted to pleasure her first. If she was pleasured, then his release would be twice as sweet.
    He licked the peppermint and chocolate away, the scent of her arousal and the candy bar tantalizing his senses.
    “Oh, Cory,” she whimpered, “I don’t know how much more I can handle.”
    He chuckled, his mouth still against her cunt. The vibrations of his laughter must have penetrated her core. She tensed, and another long yet ecstatic squeal erupted from her, and her juices coated his face.
    He kept licking, savoring every drop of her essence.
    “Please,” Jill moaned. “I can’t...can’t have another orgasm...!”
    Pulling away, he pushed her legs together and straddled them.
    “Wh—what are you doing?” she asked, trying to glance over one shoulder.
    “I’m not done yet,” he breathed. “I’m going to make love to you.”
    She shook her head. “Give me a minute. I need to—”A gasp of desire and surprise popped from Jill’s mouth.
    He leaned forward, legs splayed on either side of her body, and slipped his cock into the little opening between her pussy and the very tops of her inner thighs. He moved his hips up and down several times, coating his dick with her fluids and tantalizing the super sensitive flesh around her crotch.
    “Oh...oh my!” She gripped her pillow tighter.
    He sat up, knees and shins bracing him. She possessed the perfect ass. Admiring it, he massaged her cheeks. Every few moments he’d move so that his cock brushed her cunt lips, reminding her that his rod remained poised at her opening and he could penetrate her at any moment.
    “Cory,” she said. “Oh, my...!”
    His cock throbbed with the need to fuck her. He wanted to feel her walls around it, glide back and forth, and then spew his cum into her recesses until she screamed for more and he collapsed in the afterglow.
    She reached behind her and cupped his balls.
    That did it.
    With an animalistic groan, Cory shoved into her body. The walls of her vagina closed in around his cock encasing it in a tight, scorching-hot sleeve. Another cry of rapture broke free of Cory’s lips. Oh, how good she felt! How tight and so satiny...he groaned again.
    Despite Jill’s claims of needing a brief respite, she began arching her hips in a backward motion that urged tingles to shoot into the base of Cory’s spine and travel to his balls. He grunted. No, he couldn’t come yet. He had to pleasure her, had to make her shout in ecstasy one more time.
    He pumped into Jill’s ass. Back and forth, her silkiness coating his rod and sending electrical sensations throughout his limbs. She bucked her hips again. The action forced his cock to bump against her womb. That proved his undoing. The pressure behind his dick skyrocketed. It surged from the base of his spine, tightened his testicles more, then shot into the root of his cock and up along its length.
    He sucked in a startled yet pleasured breath. Cum surged to the tip of his cock. He thrust harder, harder. A shout left him, and he pummeled her ass with vigor.
    Jill cried out and met his every thrust with a backward arch of her ass.