Continued from the Part-1
I hungrily devoured his thick, gorgeous organ. The tip was as soft as velvet when it caressed
my lips during each up and down stroke. I stopped and allowed myself the leisure of looking at him and his body and his organ peeking through my fingertips. A drop glistened at the very opening and I ravenously licked it with the tip of my
tongue. His hands, hot with desire caressed my hair as he pulled me back upon his chest. He buried his face in my hair and began to smother my face with kisses, while whispering love words to me. He seemed to read my mind and knew exactly, that kissing and everything that pertains to oral was a turn-on for me. His tongue again stroked my cheek and neck and he inserted the tip in the opening of my ear. At the moment the tip of his tongue entered my ear, I cried out in passion and said I could stand it no longer. I needed to feel him deep inside of me and have my fantasy fulfilled.
I tried to grab hold of his manhood to help guide it into my love box but he placed his hands on my waist and in one swift movement flipped me onto my back. He straddled my hips and wouldn't allow his organ to penetrate me just yet. "I know that you are turned on by pain" he says, "so I will give you a taste of what really turns you on". He gruffly squeezed my breasts together and inserted his organ in the groove. As he pushed in and out, his breath came in a series hot gasps. He leaned down and took a nipple into his mouth. At first he was gentle and soft suckling the only sound in the room. But he did not stop with gentle. Deniel's breathing was becoming more labored and this alarmed me. I tried to sit up to examine him out but he pushed me back down on the bed. Nurse mode kicking in. A sudden stabbing of fear gripped the pit of my stomach. A fleeting moment of " what am I doing here" crossed my mind. What do I really know about this man except that he turns me on tremendously? I mean really, princess, he could be an axe murderer or worse.