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How did I never get the blowjob of ins to jackto come, Amelia If you don’t wantharder, and I explode into herme clean, I pick her up, set her on the countertop, and rip her pretty pink panties in two, tossing the ers intothe condoms"

"Don’t need one," I reply breathlessly as I spread her wide and lean in to press lide , between her breasts, and urge her back onto her elbows She props her feet onherself to me

I sit back and take her in It’s not dark this time, and I can clearly see every delectable inch of her

"So pink," I h her wet lips "Responsive" She’s clean-shaven I can see her begin to swell, wanting me to fill her

But not yet

"Holy shit," sheher eyes closed

"Watch"

She shakes her head back and forth, so I stop, and she frowns down at ers inside of her and press my thumb to her clit, and she tenses up "Look at the way your muscles contract"

"Too much," she oing to s shake, baby"

She chuckles as if she doesn’t believein to spasm

"What the hell?" she cries out as she coainst ainst the countertop now, her back arched, as the orgas hell if she isn’t a joy to watch as she falls apart

"My God," sheher breath "I didn’t know that was possible"

I shs, then up her sto position She wraps her ar

"Are you okay?" I ainst her cheek, then kiss just below her ear

"Totally okay I just can’t htly as her breathing slows further, and our bodies calry"

"We can find so her head and then pulling away

"Okay" She kisses my chin "But first, how about a tour of this beautiful house?"

"I thought you’d never ask"

I take her hand in mine and lead her upstairs first, to show her the bedrooms and the killer view

"Wow," she breathes as she steps out onto the balcony off my bedroom "This view"

"It’s what sold , watching sailboats pass on the Sound "You must have a similar view"

"I do, but it always takes , the wind blowing the hair back from her face, and she seems perfectly content here "If this was mine, I’d live out here"

"I use it quite a bit My backyard faces the same way, but the view is better up here"

She smiles up at me, and I can’t help myself I cup her face inher in "Should we keep going?"

"Sure"

I lead her back through my room, show her the bathroom, and when I move to walk down the hallway, she doesn’t follow

"What’s up?"

"This bathtub is insane," she says, running her fingertip along the rim of the tub