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The sultry brunette, her hair cascading in soft waves down her back, sauntered into the lavish penthouse suite, her hips swaying hypnotically with each step. She was clad in a sheer negligee that left little to the imagination, her ample bosom straining against the delicate fabric. The swell of her plump, voluptuous ass was evident beneath the silky material, begging to be grabbed and groped.

Upon entering the opulent sitting room, she found her lover reclining on the plush leather sofa, a glass of amber liquid in hand. His eyes roved greedily over her scantily-clad form, his pupils dilating with lust. She could feel the heat of his gaze, the friction of his stare, burning into her skin.

With a wanton moan, she fell to her knees before him, running her manicured nails up his inner thighs, hiking up her negligee to reveal the tantalizing curve of her ass. He groaned, fisting his hands in her silky tresses, guiding her hungry mouth to his straining erection. She could already smell his musky, heady scent, feel the heat radiating off his thick, throbbing cock.

She lapped at his swollen tip, swirling her tongue around the sensitive flesh, savoring the salty-sweet beads of pre-cum that leaked from his slit. He cursed, fisting her hair tighter, holding her in place as she worked her magic, her velvety mouth stretching obscenely around his girth.

She took him deeper, inch by excruciatingly delicious inch, feeling him hit the back of her throat. She swallowed around him, fighting her gag reflex, wanting to take all of him, to feel completely filled and dominated by his impressive length.

His hips pistoned forward, fucking her face with abandon, his heavy balls slapping against her chin obscenely. She moaned around him, the vibrations traveling up his shaft, making his eyes roll back in pleasure. She could taste his desperation, his cruel need for release. His breath came in ragged gasps, his grip on her hair bruising, his control slipping away.

With a roar, he spilled his hot, thick seed down her throat, causing her to gag and sputter, some of his essence leaking from the corners of her stretched mouth. She lapped it up reverently, not wanting to waste a single drop of his delicious nectar.

Licking her lips, she crawled up his body, straddling his hips, grinding her dripping core against his satisfied cock. Leaning down, she captured his mouth in a bruising kiss, letting him taste his own musk on her tongue.

She broke away, turning around and presenting her lush ass to him, offering herself to him completely. He wasted no time, spanking her cheeks roughly, watching them ripple and jiggle from the impact. She writhed against him, spreading herself wider, revealing her glistening, swollen folds.

The head of his recovered erection prodded at her entrance, toying with her, teasing her. She tried to impale herself on his thickness, but he held her firmly in place, lengthening the exquisite torture. With a sudden thrust of his hips, he buried himself to the hilt in her velvet heat, causing her to cry out in ecstasy.

He set a punishing pace, slamming into her again and again, reaching around to pinch and pull at her nipples. The pleasure-pain pushed her closer and closer to the edge, her muscles beginning to quiver and tighten.

“Fuck, you’re so tight,” he grunted, his thumbs digging into the meat of her hips as he pounded into her relentlessly. “I can feel you gripping my cock like a vice. You’re going to milk me dry.”

She could only whimper in response, her mind emptied of all thought, her world narrowing down to the thick shaft impaling her and the promise of release. Her hands scrabbled for purchase on the smooth leather, trying to gain some measure of control, but it was useless. She was completely at his mercy.

He reached around, his fingers finding her sensitive nub, rubbing fast and hard, sending her careening over the precipice. She screamed her pleasure, her inner muscles clenching and spasming around him, trying to suck him deeper, to consume him whole.

He growled, feeling her clamping down on him like a silken fist, and with a final, brutal thrust, he flooded her with his release. She felt the hot spurts of his seed painting her inner walls, marking her as his, and it extended her orgasm, making her see stars.

They collapsed together, both panting and sweaty, his softening cock still nestled deep inside her. She turned, capturing his mouth again, thrusting her tongue inside to tangle with his. It was a lazy, languorous kiss, a promise of more to come.

They would have plenty of time to explore each other, to push each other’s limits, to find new heights of pleasure. For now, it was enough to bask in the afterglow, to savor the intimate contact and the heady scent of sex thick in the air.