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Vicki grabbed Derek's length with both hands, her cum easing the glide. She looked up at him, his blue eyes unbelievably dark now, his fingers winding in her hair, cautious not to push her head. She took him into her mouth, tasting herself again, sliding her hot tongue over his head and the pulsating smoothness of his shaft. She massaged him with her hands and tongue, tugging at his balls, reveling in how in control he made her feel, even on her knees.
Derek's legs began to give out on him, and she sucked faster, taking him as deeply as she could. A low groan rose up from within him, his eyes locked on hers as he grasped her more firmly. She tasted the sweet saltiness in her mouth and pulled away just as Derek's copious cream spurted out of his cock and onto her breasts. Vicki grinned, a surge of power coursing through her as Derek supported himself on the table.
"Wow," Derek breathed, bringing Vicki to her feet, smiling broadly at the mess he'd made on her chest. "Wow," he repeated, as though unable to find any other words to describe what had just happened.
Vicki smiled. "You stole the words right out of my mouth," she replied. Just then, her stomach grumbled loudly, making them both laugh.
"You worked through lunch, didn't you?" Derek asked with a raised eyebrow. Vicki nodded, grabbing his hand and pulling him along with her as she made her way out of the room.
"Where are you bringing me?" Derek asked as she tugged him.
"The shower, first. Then to my large stack of takeout menus." Vicki paused, a slow smile curling on her lips. "Unless the dessert already ruined your appetite..." She looked down at Derek, whose erection had far from disappeared.
Derek shook his head, grinning. "There's only one thing I'm hungry for," he began, pressing into Vicki from behind, his lips on her neck as she began to run the shower. Thoughts of their joint project slipped away. Clearly, she had bigger things to think about...
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