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His fingers tightened in her hair, pulling at the strands as Diane swirled her tongue around the heavy crest of his cock, tasting the head and relishing the male taste of his flesh

Each lick only seerier for him With each little taste, she swore she could taste the faintest hint of sweet pearswith the taste of his flesh

It was an addictive taste She wanted more She wanted to fill her mouth with him, taste hiained from it

Between her thighs her clit ollen, throbbing with furious abandon as need flooded her syste, claer overwhelmed her

Her juices flowed frohs and sensitizing her clit to the point that pleasure rode the edge of pain

“Enough! God, Diane, not like this” The rough edge of his voice had a shiver racing up her spine as his fingers tightened in her hair and pulled her head back

“No Lawe, please” Frustration, need and hunger converged as strong fingers gripped her upper arms and pulled her to her feet

Before she could protest further, his lips were on hers again, his hands sliding to her rear where he gripped her, lifted her, then turned and pressed her against the wall

Lawe could feel his hands tre fro it in a wave of heat and pleasure thatheat

He had hishis hips, the soft, velvety heat of her cunt rubbing against the shaft of his dick

He could feel the dampness of her juices, slick and wet He rolled his hips, the luxurious softness against his sensitive flesh bringing a gri his canines as he lowered his head

He wanted to taste her He wanted to touch her

“Ah God,” he whispered just below her ear “I need to fuck you, Diane Like air, like breath, I need you”

He felt as though he would die if he weren’t inside her soon And at the same time, if he didn’t touch her, didn’t consume her, then he would die from that need as well

He licked the soft fle