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Chapter 8 by tmura tmura

What do you want to do with her?

Dip into that ass!

You want to know how'd it feel buried in that marvelous ass of hers, and you tell her. She walks over to bed and climbs onto all fours, butt naked with only her socks forgotten to be stripped. She beckons you to the front of her, "I need preparation" and lolls her tongue out to you like a red carpet. Well you do need to be properly equipped before you head to town, at least for her. You saunter up to her with stiffening tool in hand to present it to your informant. "Got any information on this suspect, Gracie?" you say in a fake New York accent. Giggling, "I know that he liked a bit of this" Della takes your cockhead into her warm and wet lips. Her cherry lipstick now overly glossy by her salivating this meal, she begins her work in earnest.

Frankly, it feels like she's haphazardly trying to steel your firearm, and the strength of her sucking isn't particularly helpful on covering your cock with lube. She takes you all the way to the holster, and back out. Gods, you're conflicted where to nut. She isn't particularly needy for your seed in her throat by indication, her passive dick sucking is just so formulaic, so efficient, and incredibly skilled. It's like watching a massive athlete perform a highlight reel play or record, a miraculous achievement in humanity but just made to look so easy. You're rod is in a car wash that those with the latest supercars can only experience. You ask, "Where did you learn t-this , hnnn mhmmm", and she just keeps working her unhurried theft of your cock, '*gleuk gleuk gleuk*; the air around you replies in her favor. You try to back up and out so you can stay true to your promise of fucking her ass, but she brings her arms around your own and holds you still and true, your rising urge to show her your warface crescendos and you begin pumping her mouth as she brings your head to her tongue.

She finally releases your softening fire straw and while trying to keep your cum from drooling out of her mouth she hands you a strip of blotter paper, "tok thish, got rody again" and you watch Della pour your fallen descendants into her hand before applying it to her pucker aboard her flagship. You look past this incredibly erotic display at the piece of blotter she handed you, "I don't think LSD is going to make me ready again right now". She laughs, as she forces your hand holding it into your mouth, and you give in to take it because you aren't exactly a Narco. After an incredibly brief moment heat and heart both stir and your cock jumps up prepared for round 2!

...At the cost of reason of course. Immediately rounding towards her presented ass, a massive pillowy ass cushion style goddess is before you. You place your cock into her buns, and frantically hot-dog her. All you can think of right now is banging the coins out of this machine of a woman. Ironically, because she is the most natural person you know; but her sex ability is above human. It only takes her looking back at you with her pouty cherry red lips still glossed with her spit and your cum for you to finally dip into what you have been waiting for. As you expected, **** comforting heat, tight yet soft. It's too contradicting to your logic as you cannot hold yourself from whaling on her. She knew this was going to happen. Well let her have her cake, and you can eat hers too. Waves rippling through her sexy tan skin, her now high pitched moans have been isolated from her usually husky voice.

You don't want to know how it would feel like to feel the air once again on your crotch, but then ripping any thoughts from your mind just like her vacuum of a throat, you are close into the thralls of a second coming. You grab two handfuls of nice, sweaty derriere while you continue to rise. How you didn't notice the amount of twitching and pulsing from further below that seemed like more than minutes she has been convulsing in a fit of hedonics. You drive it home as you hilt as far as her ass lets you and you stuff her with jam and packing it tight at the same time. All muscles firing off and Della thought it'd be fit to clamber around to begin sucking your cock clean. Smiling up at you, "Fun wasn't it, and a sample of my newest product! So what was it you needed help with?"

Ah....right...a case

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