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Occasionally I am a Minx. I know. Some love that about me most of the time, but no one loves a minx all the time. Especially when I lick my lips thinking I want a snack of yummy cum… oh yes it is Face fucking orgasms time.

“I want you burning in need of me so strong each step is painful for you,” I said as I slowly began to unfasten the buttons of my top as we approached the shelter of the tree line. In my mind I thought Face fucking orgasms, and

My breasts aching and swollen with need and my hunger was rising sharply. Inside my mind was hot, stimulating images of what I wanted 1st. He watched in complete captivation as the edges of my top parted to reveal luscious breasts thrust so invitingly toward him. My minx smile is pure conquest.

"We are not in a safe place; anyone can see us,” he said as his lake blue eyes turned to storm cloud blue. His gaze seemed to be searing over my naked skin. So intensely it was as if my breasts felt the actual stimulating pressure of his sight.

Dropping my hands to the bottom of his shirt I dragged the T-shirt over his shoulders, wanting to see the ripples of power as his hard muscles reacted to my touch. Knowing this encounter would leave instant permanent memories.

“I need to know what I do to your body," I said with cautious deliberateness I opened his pants so that his throbbing manhood spilled out thick and hard full of need.

The lust in us rose sharply with the intensity of his enjoyment, his hunger threatening to overwhelm his control.

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A groan escaped him as my soft lips followed the path my hands wandered. My lips moved, first gently my tongue tasting him, then my mouth scorching and tight took the stiff length of him. My warm hand cupped his jewels rolling them.

I knew exactly what he wanted. With my other hand, I gripped his tight ass muscles and urged him deeper. My own pleasure starting to soar. Feeling him in me, his smell, sight, sound, and taste was all overwhelming me with pleasure. Even as I took him to places, he had never imagined.

I cannot describe how wonderful it feels to hold so much power over him as well as submit to serving our pleasure.

I loved when he grabbed my head thrusting unknowingly. Then when his fingers tangled into my hair forcing my head to take every inch and hold me in place than to have him thrusting out of control. His cock felt as if he held my life at its tip. I needed to serve our lust by submitting and giving him everything, which in turn gave me everything.

I did not know where his pleasure ended and mine started. Me giving him complete access to anything he wanted to do pleasured me to a point.

He started to pull my hair harder. I barely heard him say he was about to melt in the blaze of my mouth. That he did not want to cum yet.

But I was so lost in the feeling of his cock fucking my throat savagely. Those explosions of his essence I got occasionally were like a drug. I am addicted too. I need to be fed his cum. Why would he want me to stop?

Whimpering as he pulled his cock from between my lips.

Whimpering not from getting my hair pulled, that was just keeping my juices dripping. I could not understand why he would stop me when we were both so close to orgasming….

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