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âF-fuckâslow downnnah,â he whimpers, breathy moans escaping his throat as you repeatedly slam down onto his thick cock, a mix of your cum and his nastily squelching and echoing off your bedroom walls.
Your poor expensive bathing suit bottoms now ruined, pushed to the side, too hasty and needy to ride the cute pool boy you hired. Your bathing suit top discarded on the floor along with his swim shorts. Your pussy grips him like a vice, sucking him in, milking him for his life, aiming to make him cum for a third time now. âGod, your cock feels so good! I just canât stop!â You smile down at him, sliding your hands up your waist and to your heavy tits, groping them in your hands. âCome on,â you pout, âjust one more?â
His eyes are glazed over, slowly blinking up at you through white lashes, drool pooling at the corner of his mouth. âNnngh! Youâre milking me dry! Howâhow are youâah!â He lets out a high pitched moan, voice cracking when you slam your ass down on him, his tip bumping against your cervix. âFuck, fuck, fuck!â He swallows thickly, mouth dry.
âCanât you keep up?â You say in a mocking tone, cocking your head to the side, licking your lips. Slowly, you grind your hips back and forth, clenching around his throbbing cock. âMmmph!â You bite down on your lower lip, dragging your nails down his chest to watch him squirm underneath you. âDonât be embarrassed if you canât,â you giggle, craning your neck downward to press soft kisses against his neck. âIâll just teach you,â you whisper in his ear.
A blissful sigh falls past his lips, breath shuddering under your every touch and word. His eyes roll back as you slowly lift your hips and sink back down on his cock again, just perfectly edging him so he canât cum too quick. Itâs absolute torture what youâre doing to him right now, but it feels so good. He was supposed to come here, clean your pool and head to his next job, but seeing you in that bikini made his mind wander places they shouldnât have. Now, youâre using his cock like a personal dildo.
âIâmâIâm gonnaâahâbe late!â He croaks, brows furrowing in pleasure when you lick a stripe from his neck up to his ear.
âJust say you were stuck in traffic, yeah?â You lightly bite on his ear, sinking back down on his throbbing length and grinding your hips in small circles. âItâs justâŠI really, reallyâahâcanât stopâŠfucking you.â Your sultry voice sent shivers down his spine, his entire body felt like it was on fire and ready to explode. You were a complete vixen. âPlease,â you beg, pressing a complementary kiss to his lips.
How could he say no? How could he say no when you were fucking him this good? When your pussy felt like it was molded perfectly for his cock. The way you were fucking him stupid, making him cum over and over without stopping. And when you smile down at him so prettily, that controlling, hungry look in your eyes. The way your tits bounced in his face, so tempted to suck and lick at your nipples. He knew he couldnât say no.
âOkay, okay,â he breathily said, nodding his head. âJust keep using me like Iâm your toy, mommy.â He looks up at you with pleading eyes, his hands inching their way up your waist, a bruising grip on your skin.
âAwe,â you giggle at the name, âhow cute.â His cheeks burn pink as he realizes what he said, but knows that all of his shame went out the window as soon as he laid eyes upon you. âDonât worry, mommy will keep using you however she wants.â