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I hoist myself up on the counter placed against the opposite wall, sitting on the edge and pulling him to me by the front of his dirty jeans. Jason breathes on my neck, biting into me, grabbing my hair and roughly pulls my head back. I revel at the slight pain this causes, making me moan, shivering as his mouth sweeps over my shoulder, down to cover my nipples, which are visibly poking through the thin fabric of my bra. I grip onto the back of his head, arching my breasts closer to him, moaning loudly, his teeth biting hard into my nipples. A tremor of need courses through me, and I fumble to unzip his pants, his tongue moving lower down my body.
His jeans fall to the floor, bringing up a thin cloud of dust from the work he’d just done. His thighs and calves are hard, thick whips of muscle and I bite my lip and smile at my good fortune. I slip off his red boxer shorts, finally revealing one of the hardest, thickest, most perfectly shaped erection in all my experience. My clit twitches in anticipation, but before I can even reach out to wrap my hand around him, he kneels on the floor in front of me, lifting my ass to peel off my G-string. He watches me as he parts my legs brutally, dragging his wet mouth up my inner thigh, from my knee to the scorching hell between my thighs. His tongue touches my clit just gently and my entire body jerks back. Jason smiles wickedly, and grips my legs to prevent me from moving, lowering his mouth to my softest, pinkest lips.
My eyelids close halfway and I let out a long, drawn-out moan, the feeling of his slick tongue over my clit unbearably wonderful. His large hands roam over my breasts, and I bury my fingers in his thick hair, clasping it firmly as he moans between my legs, the small vibrations making me shiver. I am so consumed with my need for him, the evidence of which is dripping slowly down my thighs onto the countertop. I try to wriggle away, dying to have his thick cock inside me, and cry out with urgency. He stands up slowly, his blue eyes dark and sinful.
“Viens ici,” I instruct, casting my gaze down to his luscious hardness as I reach out to grab him, thrilled by my inability to fully wrap my hand around his thick organ. He inches closer to me, looping his muscular arms tightly around my thighs and dragging me to the edge of the counter. I guide his throbbing head between my legs, groaning at the feel of him stretching me out as he pushes further, faster, the ecstasy of him sliding into me exquisite.
The strength of Jason’s thrusts forces me to lean my weight on my arms behind me, watching his cock disappear within me over and over again, his powerful body tensing with each movement. He lifts up my legs, holding them tightly against his chiseled chest, driving deeply, the pleasure almost ripping me in half with his vigor. We moan, breathing fitfully together, a universal language of eroticism, communicating the intensity of our pleasure.
I grab his perfect ass with one hand, digging my nails into him the way he likes it, and he grunts, pumping faster in response, his hot breath against my ankles. My moans grow louder, filling the space with continuous echoes, along with the sound of his solid thighs slapping against my flanks. The heat inside me is intolerable, begging for release. Jason abruptly moves my legs back down and lifts me off the counter, thrusting into me in midair, and I lock my legs around him loosely to allow him space to do with me as he pleases, his large hands grabbing my ass, holding me upright.
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