Total pages in book: 23
Estimated words: 21170 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 106(@200wpm)___ 85(@250wpm)___ 71(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 21170 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 106(@200wpm)___ 85(@250wpm)___ 71(@300wpm)
“Mmm,” I growl while gently easing my tongue into her tiny hole. “You’re so tight, wet, and ready, Penny.”
She can’t hear me due to the pleasure coursing through her veins. Instead, the curvy girl twists and squeals on the floor with my tongue buried in her steamy snatch.
“Oh!” she cries out. “Unnnh!”
Slowly, I back away, wiping at the wetness on my chin and cheeks.
“You’re amazing, baby girl, but Daddy needs more. Daddy needs to give you a very special Valentine’s kiss.”
She pants on the floor, flushed and beautiful while looking up at me.
“And what is that?” she murmurs. “Will it feel good?”
My blue eyes gleam.
“It certainly will, sweetheart. You’ll love it, I promise.”
With that, I dive back between her legs, but instead of latching onto her tight bud this time, my tongue trails downwards until I’m lapping at her sweet brown pleats.
“Unnh!” Penny squeals. “Oh my god, you can’t Daddy! It’s dirty back there!”
I merely kiss her brown hole and then ease my tongue in, enjoying the feel of her walls clamping down with pleasure.
“No sweetheart, Daddy does as he likes with your body, and if I want you to come with my tongue in your bottom, then you will. Do you hear me, Penny? Daddy owns all your holes now.”
But it’s too late because the dirtiness of our act has pushed Penny over the edge. Her body clenches, clamps, and then she has a full-body climax as her back chamber spasms on my tongue.
“Ohhhh!” is her scream as her breasts shake and bobble vigorously. “Patriiiiick!”
My name has never sounded so good before, and as she falls over the edge, I quickly get onto my knees between her parted legs. I line myself up with her pretty pink slit, and slowly, easing my way into her tight channel.
“Oh fuck,” I rasp harshly. “You’re so tiny, sweetheart, and it feels so good.”
Penny continues to buck beneath me, even as she accepts my girth with her wetness.
“Unnnh!” she screams again. “But you’re so big!”
“I am,” I rasp into her ear, trying to control myself as her spasming pussy clamps again and again around my pulsing, aching rod. My vision is beginning to blur with ecstasy and bells are clanging in my ears. “Just hold on … almost there … almost there … oh FUCK!”
Because it’s happened. As an experienced lover, usually I can hold out for twenty minutes or more. I can provide a woman with a deep, satisfying drill that will leave her walking around like a lame duck afterwards. But Penny is just too tight and responsive. As she bucked and squeezed me with her internal muscles, the pleasure grew uncontrollable, and I let go of my last shred of discipline.
“Fuuuuuck!” I roar, drowning out her melodic mewls of pleasure with my own ecstasy. “Shit!”
Hot reams of seed spurt into her interior, even as her delicious clenching and clamping brings the male fluid closer to her ovaries. Gallons of virile batter coat her interior as I let go again and again, dumping a full load of spunk into this sweet girl who is my luscious receptacle.
“Give it to me,” she pants musically. “Oh Patrick, you feel so good.”
After a few minutes, everything’s out. My balls have pumped like mighty generators, and the sheer heat spewed down my hot rod and fully into the waiting girl. It’s perfect. My limbs are curiously heavy, and yet my heart beats slowly with utter satisfaction. I press an adoring kiss to Penny’s lips.
“You’re amazing, baby,” I growl. “You’re the best I’ve ever had.”
She flushes and lets out a choked laugh.
“But Patrick, how can I be the best? We’re in a supply closet with not much floor space. The concrete is really hard on my back and –”
But she doesn’t get a chance to continue because with a quick motion, I’ve reversed our positions so that I’m on the bottom with my back on the cold concrete, while she’s sprawled on me. We’re still locked together with my tool buried in her sweetness, but curiously, it feels right to be like this. We fit together perfectly, and I pull her curvy form close.
“What were you saying?” I ask in a low rumble. “Sorry, I got distracted.”
She lets out a choked laugh.
“Patrick what are we doing? We’re in a supply closet at Lancaster Industries. Your employees are walking around outside probably wondering where you are. Not to mention my dad. Oh my gosh, Harold probably thinks I’ve been kidnapped, and is getting ready to call 9-1-1.”
She’s right on all counts, and yet I’m not ready to let her go yet. Instead, I pull that luscious female form close and breathe in her sensual, womanly scent.
“Just give me a minute,” I growl into the delicate space behind her ear. “Let me enjoy being together just a little longer.”