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her palate and massaging the bottom with her tongue.
“Oh… God , Maddie!”
His fingers raked through her hair, stroking her scalp and down to her neck as she started sucking and taking him deeper in her mouth. She felt him flex and thicken until he was trembling against her lips, seeping more and more precum down her throat. A low moan rumbled down from the back of his throat and he squeezed her shoulders.
“Not yet…” He panted, reaching his hands down under her armpits to pull her up and coax her back onto the massage bed. He eased her onto her back and she felt him part her legs.
Without so much as the warning of a touch on her thigh, his fingertips stroked her through her panties. She clutched the sides of the bed to keep from crying out as he traced a slow path with a single finger from her clit to the entrance of her pussy and back again across the wet cotton. Each time he stopped at her cunt, he pushed just to his first knuckle, teasing her unbearably before drawing his touch back to her clit. She couldn’t keep from thrusting her hips up, desperate for him to put his fingers inside her. He closed his fingers around her panties, pulling them away from her crotch, then down over her thighs, knees and calves.
“Maddie, reach back and hold the pillow behind your head.” Greg’s voice was almost a whisper. “I’ve always wanted to stroke you from the inside out.”
She whimpered as his fingers pressed slowly into her, twisting and sliding. And then there was gentle pressure on the pubic bone just above her clit, circling slowly. He curled the fingers inside her to meet the other side of her G-spot and started massaging on both sides. The pleasure made her want to writhe but she didn’t for a second want that delicious hot tension to stop as he stroked her to swollen wetness.
“God, you’re so beautiful.”
There was the warmth of his other hand smoothing over her bare breasts, sliding over her hard nipples and down to the flat plane of her stomach. He kept massaging her, inside and out, and when he moved his thumb right onto her clit she couldn’t keep quiet. A low moan flowed from her lips, then another, one after the other, as he pleasured her.
“Fuck me with your fingers. Please, Greg!”
“Shhh.”
His breath moved over her face and then he was kissing her, silencing her with slow, tender thrusts of his tongue while tightening the grip of his massage. Held captive, she whimpered into his mouth, feeling the tension in her body wind to a peak. He was going to make her come! No one else had ever made her come before!
As her inner muscles began to seize up, he pinned her wrists under his much bigger hand, picking up the pace of the clit-rub. She rocked and moaned as he started fingering her hard, twisting and plunging until need tensed every muscle in her body and her legs started to lock.
Then he pulled his hand free.
“Greg, please let me come!”
He scooped her off of the massage table and laid her down on the bed, the coolness of 800-thread cotton rising up to cushion her as Greg put her on her back. The coolness was disrupted by intense heat as he spooned up behind her, his hand under her upper thigh, drawing her knee towards her chest.
She felt him push his naked cock between her legs and stroke it back and forth, super-slow, brushing over her tenderized clit. His belly and navel were warm, firm yet supple against her lower back. His naked cock… and he was so close to her pussy.
God, she just wanted him to jam himself inside and fill her, possess her, but he wasn’t protected, and neither was she. “Greg, we can’t. It’s a step too far.”
“It’s not far enough.” His voice was raspy in her ear as he closed his arms round her, holding on with an intensity that would’ve been frightening if she weren’t so desperate to feel the head of his cock push up inside her. He was breathing hard, holding
“Oh… God , Maddie!”
His fingers raked through her hair, stroking her scalp and down to her neck as she started sucking and taking him deeper in her mouth. She felt him flex and thicken until he was trembling against her lips, seeping more and more precum down her throat. A low moan rumbled down from the back of his throat and he squeezed her shoulders.
“Not yet…” He panted, reaching his hands down under her armpits to pull her up and coax her back onto the massage bed. He eased her onto her back and she felt him part her legs.
Without so much as the warning of a touch on her thigh, his fingertips stroked her through her panties. She clutched the sides of the bed to keep from crying out as he traced a slow path with a single finger from her clit to the entrance of her pussy and back again across the wet cotton. Each time he stopped at her cunt, he pushed just to his first knuckle, teasing her unbearably before drawing his touch back to her clit. She couldn’t keep from thrusting her hips up, desperate for him to put his fingers inside her. He closed his fingers around her panties, pulling them away from her crotch, then down over her thighs, knees and calves.
“Maddie, reach back and hold the pillow behind your head.” Greg’s voice was almost a whisper. “I’ve always wanted to stroke you from the inside out.”
She whimpered as his fingers pressed slowly into her, twisting and sliding. And then there was gentle pressure on the pubic bone just above her clit, circling slowly. He curled the fingers inside her to meet the other side of her G-spot and started massaging on both sides. The pleasure made her want to writhe but she didn’t for a second want that delicious hot tension to stop as he stroked her to swollen wetness.
“God, you’re so beautiful.”
There was the warmth of his other hand smoothing over her bare breasts, sliding over her hard nipples and down to the flat plane of her stomach. He kept massaging her, inside and out, and when he moved his thumb right onto her clit she couldn’t keep quiet. A low moan flowed from her lips, then another, one after the other, as he pleasured her.
“Fuck me with your fingers. Please, Greg!”
“Shhh.”
His breath moved over her face and then he was kissing her, silencing her with slow, tender thrusts of his tongue while tightening the grip of his massage. Held captive, she whimpered into his mouth, feeling the tension in her body wind to a peak. He was going to make her come! No one else had ever made her come before!
As her inner muscles began to seize up, he pinned her wrists under his much bigger hand, picking up the pace of the clit-rub. She rocked and moaned as he started fingering her hard, twisting and plunging until need tensed every muscle in her body and her legs started to lock.
Then he pulled his hand free.
“Greg, please let me come!”
He scooped her off of the massage table and laid her down on the bed, the coolness of 800-thread cotton rising up to cushion her as Greg put her on her back. The coolness was disrupted by intense heat as he spooned up behind her, his hand under her upper thigh, drawing her knee towards her chest.
She felt him push his naked cock between her legs and stroke it back and forth, super-slow, brushing over her tenderized clit. His belly and navel were warm, firm yet supple against her lower back. His naked cock… and he was so close to her pussy.
God, she just wanted him to jam himself inside and fill her, possess her, but he wasn’t protected, and neither was she. “Greg, we can’t. It’s a step too far.”
“It’s not far enough.” His voice was raspy in her ear as he closed his arms round her, holding on with an intensity that would’ve been frightening if she weren’t so desperate to feel the head of his cock push up inside her. He was breathing hard, holding
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