I woke up when the rising sunlight hit the curtains, giving the room a warm fuzzy glow. He was still heavy asleep by my side, eyes closed, mouth slightly ajar, the arm going under the pillow that cushioned his beautiful face, framed by flaming hair strands.
Ah, whoever sees you like this, My Angel, can't even guess how roughly you fuck me..!
How innocent you look while you sleep, without your eyes flashing that constant depraved gleam behind every childish smile.
They say one cannot tell the sex of angels. But in your case the Divine wanted to make really sure you were not to be mistaken in any way for a member of the heavenly militia. Your glorious sword made of flesh pierced my body and nailed my destiny.
You know me day and night, and you have entered me through every door. Fed me your seed, made me drink from your fountain.
You assured me of my own beauty, both outside and inside, proudly encouraging me to spread myself before, during and after each session. He was dedicated to widening my ass with so much impetus, I was afraid he would tear like a heifer's pussy.
In my contemplation of your dreams, the sight of your majestic cock, yet so peacefully relaxed, evokes in me the sensation of being deliciously broken into. The memory is enough to moisten my pussy. Nonchalantly, I groped my ass with my fingers, being careful not to hurt myself with the shiny black enameled nail.
That intruding little finger made my pussy drool even more. Beside me, your body is totally naked, asleep and helpless. And I am enjoying the privilege of your trust. There, among the soft sheets of any inn, you were an animal that possessed me between roars of pleasure, disposing of my body as you pleased. Now I was the one who had you in complete vulnerability.
To the materialization of this idea before my eyes, my entire body reacted. Between my smeared vaginal lips, my clit was becoming more bulging, stiff and sensitive as my thumb slid along it, rubbing the translucent and warm goo up to my asshole, and pushing more and more little fingers inside as the lust went on increasing.
I was excited to rub my wet pussy on the tip of your dick, but you were turned face down, with one leg slightly bent, thrusting out a maliciously round butt, with smooth white skin, even more inviting under the pale reflections of the sun light.
I caressed my voluptuous breasts, licking and nipping at my lips in anticipation and longing to feast my mouth on your delicious ass, suck your balls, one by one with a roguish caress, teasing you with my tongue and fingertips until you surrender to a deeper kiss, penetrating you with my tongue as if groping for my craziest kinks.
It's already impossible for me to silence a little sob of desire. The movement of my own fingers was already becoming unsatisfactory and monotonous, at the sight of your body so ardently desired. I knelt between your legs and began to give you soft, slow licks. My hands gently splayed your manly narrow hips, while I rejoiced as I eagerly sucked and kissed that hot, anal, sacral, sacred area, hearing you moan as my face rubbed against your crotch.
Now you are awake and consciously surrendered to the carnal delirium that my body provides to yours, and you no longer have any qualms about vocalizing, between mutters and screams, which could very well be cursing in your complicated native language.
My hips curved almost involuntarily, demanding his male response. I squatted on his free hand so he could feel my hard and luscious sprout inviting his fingers to explore the elasticity of my ass that I've been training so disciplined.
As one hand fingered my throbbing pussy, the other came from under the sheet to take possession of my bottom. From the reflection in an old bedside dressing table, I continued to admire his body, still lying down, languid, in contrast to the hands working furiously inside my hips. I turned around and could see before my eyes his magnificent cock now swollen, visibly hot, pulsing. The image took me to the limit.
-I... can't take it anymore - I whimpered - I'll...!
I couldn't finish the sentence or reach the climax. In a sudden, unexpected movement, I suddenly had this man on top of me. The swollen cock that I had only glimpsed a second before now plunged mercilessly into my asshole.
I yelled. He grabbed my neck with a gooey hand. He slapped me twice on the jaw, more roughly than kindly.
-Very tasty. But sassy. You forgot... who's in control here.
He held my hands from behind, subduing me in an easy maneuver for his size. He cornered me on the bed, which was so high my feet didn't touch the floor, and what kept my body floating against the mattress was nothing but the deep thrusts of that cock inside me.
Bending his full weight on me, he began to grab me by my tits and mouth. But he didn't intend to stifle my screams. On the contrary
-Open your mouth, little bitch. I'll give you milk.
That said, he pulled his cock from my ass and started jacking it over my mouth, which he held open with his fingers. Part of the jet went straight down my throat, while another part spilled down my chin, smearing my breasts. You grabbed my cheeks with one hand, checking how much cum was left in my mouth and forcing me to swallow it all, pushing it down my throat with your still-hard cock.
Tears streamed down my eyes. "What's wrong"? - you asked, immediately realizing what was happening: "-You didn't cum, did you?"
Eagerly, I nodded, as if holding back the sobs. You reached down to my pussy, slapping it: "Cum now then!" - challenged me firmly.
I still felt the semen leaking from my gaped ass while you stretched my cunt with your fingers. "How many do you need to cum, you fuckmeat?" - you yelled, leaving only your pinky out, rubbing my clitoris.
In less than a second, I came like crazy, convulsing and writhing in jets so full and liquid I was afraid I was peeing. My cracked ass still gurgled cum.
When I stopped shivering, I smiled contentedly at you, who looked at me raptly, in a way similar to the way I was admiring you while you were sleeping that morning.
-Good morning my love.
