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Cat Burglar Part IIIPart III…ComeuppanceIt is impossible to breathe with so much cock in her mouth. She fights panic, telling herself that she is in control here. She can make him beg – after all, she’s done it before. But first she has to get him to stop pushing and squirming, stop forcing his swollen thick root down her throat…She grips his hips and pulls her head backwards, slowly sliding the full length of his erection. “You’re choking me,” she says firmly. She plays for time, looking up at him while she swirls her tongue around the bursting head. He closes his eyes and moans. She relaxes a little, lazily sucking, then gradually increasing the pressure when she feels him respond. All she has to do now is not let go. She fastens her mouth on his sex like a demon, consuming him, sucking voraciously, harder and harder, refusing to breathe or let up even for one second. He is frantic, thrusting desperately, pushing and pulling at her head, unsure whether this is the best thing he’s ever felt or possibly the death of him. Some very unladylike gargling noises are coming from her throat, and her hands are kneading his ass. And when she feels his cock contract deeply, shuddering and juddering in her mouth and beginning to sweeten, she simply lets go. She drops her hands, she withdraws her mouth and she backs away from him. He looks stunned, and his massive cock fills the space between them. She can almost see the wild arc his splashing pendik escort semen will take as he shoots in uncontrollable ecstasy. But she’s judged it nicely, and he stops, teetering right on the edge, his cock jerking once, twice, threatening and then becoming still. She looks at him and smiles. She’s got him now. His chest is heaving with unspecified emotion. “Maybe we can talk about this,” she says. But he doesn’t want to talk. He takes one step, seizes her by the shoulders, drags her to her feet and propels her out of the bathroom. They are moving fast through the hotel room, and before she knows what’s happening, she is face down on the bed with his full weight on her. His hands are fumbling, scratching and clawing at her ass, trying to stuff his cock quickly into her slit. To her shame, she knows that she is dripping wet. Sucking always makes her hot, and his cock, whether she likes to admit it or not, is a beauty. Thick and well-shaped, rock-hard and juicy, just the way she likes it. And she does like it…but she’s not going to tell him that.She tries to fight him off, but he’s got the tip in now and she knows it’s a losing battle. He’s going to ram it home and there’s nothing she can do about it. He’s leaning on her back, pinning her down with one hand and using the other to hold her hip to the mattress. She gets the brunt of his powerful thrust and it takes her breath away. She stops fighting and submits. He’s escort pendik fucking her hard and fast, almost brutally, yanking her back onto his cock. Her uniform is bunched up around her armpits and he rides her, holding onto her garter belt like the reins on a runaway horse. But then he brings his face close to hers and whispers in her ear. “Good girl,” he says. “You like that?” She shakes her head. “No? You want it harder?” She twists violently away, but then he does a surprising thing. He runs his hand firmly down the length of her back, and the pleasure is so intense she moans. It’s like some primeval command, nature telling her this is her mate. He does it again, stroking her tenderly and snaking an arm around her waist to support her. She is nearly swooning in his arms. He touches her distended nipple and a jolt of electricity runs through her. She is completely helpless as he touches first her back and then her front, alternating sweet caresses with nerve shocks so intense they’re almost painful. He turns her on her back, looking down at her, gently stroking her chest and shoulders, sweeping over her skin, enjoying sudden and complete mastery. He plants a kiss on each of her nipples, taking first one and then the other fully into his mouth. Releasing her, he smiles at her total surrender, murmuring “So that’s what you like. You want me to love you…”He kisses his way down her belly, spreading her pliant thighs pendik escort bayan with his hand. Again, he kisses first one and then the other leg, pressing warm soft lips to her shuddering flesh. She closes her eyes, waiting for the roughness of his tongue to fall on her most sensitive parts. But he does nothing, remaining poised over her open pussy, just gazing at the folds of skin that blush a hot secret pink. “Please.” She urges him to touch her, lifting herself from the bed, pushing eagerly towards his waiting lips. He pushes her back down, holding her firmly, his fingers splayed above her thick dark hair. “Not yet, my girl. I want to look at you. “He makes her wait till the tension is unbearable. She grabs the sheets in impotent rage, she twists her hands, reaching convulsively for his head. Then suddenly he drops his mouth and starts to feed. It’s torture. His tongue and lips move over her, subtly floating and fluttering and touching down everywhere, kissing her deeply. He feasts on her pussy, holding her squirming thighs in an iron grip when she tries to move away from his teasing, maddening mouth. “Stay still,” he commands. “I’m trying to lick you.” The tip of his tongue skitters and dances around her clit, circling and taunting, then pressing insistently until she has no choice: she comes extravagantly in his mouth. Her orgasm is so strong she sits up, clamping her thighs on his face, holding him to her. She rocks back and forth on his open lips, probably drowning him, but she doesn’t care. After a minute, his face emerges grinning and glazed with her juices. “You come here,” she hisses, and draws him balls-deep into her still-ravenous pussy. to be continued…
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