Le appetite (part 8)

[pi****]

Geneva began to suck him slowly, giving every inch of care he had given to her. As her tongue wrapped around his thick cock, all she could think about was the brief moments before when his fingers were deep inside her pussy. And she sucked more passionately. When he took his hands and placed them on the sides of her head, pushing his slender fingers through her hair, she felt a tingle run down her spine. He was holding her like something precious, like something he wanted to keep. Something he needed to keep. As he slowly pulled her head down, her mouth watering for more, she tasted his cum. Softly, he let out a ***d groan…

Followed by, "You’re so good at that G... Can I call you G?”

"G" as he had just affectionately named her, would have let him call her anything. He suddenly lifted her chin to taste from her lips for himself. And their tongues mingled, his juices adding only to their lust and passion for each other. Steven was quickly harder than rock again as "G" climbed on top of him to straddle herself upon his long veiny cock, and yet from the moment she lowered herself onto it, she felt beside herself with pleasure, softly cooing while he used his hands to push her hips back and forth.

“Why does it feel so good?”, she said breathlessly...
His only reply, "Because he was made for you….He's yours, show him how much you love him, show him how greedy you are for more.”
And he bounced his hips on every word, making her cries sound shaken and her juices run down his cock onto his thighs…