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No more waiting
Bella couldn’t hold back any longer.
She had already crossed the line with him yesterday. There was no reason left to stay hidden in the hallway.
She stepped into the doorway.
Alex’s eyes snapped open. His hand froze mid-stroke on his long, thick black cock. Shock flashed across his face. He pulls the blanket as a reflex to cover his dick
“Bella—what the—”

She didn’t give him time to finish. She crossed the room in three quick steps, climbed onto the bed, moved aside the blanket and lowered her head. Her mouth opened over the dark, swollen head and took him in.

The salty taste hit her tongue immediately. She sucked hard, sliding down the long shaft as far as she could, tongue pressing firmly along the underside. Alex’s surprised curse turned into a rough groan. His hand fell away from himself and landed in her hair instead.
She worked him with wet, eager strokes of her mouth for half a minute long pulls, tight suction, spit running down the thick black length, until the ache between her own legs became impossible to ignore.

Bella pulled off with a soft, wet sound, wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, and shoved her shorts and panties down in one motion. She straddled him, knees planted on either side of his hips, and reached between their bodies. Her fingers wrapped around the heavy shaft, lined the broad head up against her soaked entrance, and began to sink down.
The stretch was immediate and intense.

The thick head forced her open, spreading her pussy wide around the dark, swollen crown. She gasped, thighs trembling as she took the first few inches. Alex’s hands flew to her hips, gripping hard, but he didn’t stop her. Bella kept lowering herself, feeling every ridge and vein of that long black cock drag along her inner walls. Halfway down she had to pause, breathing hard, the fullness already bordering on too much. Then she pushed again, taking more, until her ass finally settled against his thighs and the entire length was buried inside her.
She was completely stretched around him.

For a moment she just sat there, impaled, feeling the heavy throb of his cock deep inside her. Then she planted her hands on his chest and began to ride.
She rose up slowly until only the head remained inside, then dropped back down in one long, wet stroke that forced a broken moan out of both of them. Again. And again. Each time she sank onto him her pussy lips stretched wide around the thick black shaft, swallowing it to the base. The wet sound of her taking him filled the room. Alex’s fingers dug into her hips hard enough to leave marks as he watched his cock disappear into her over and over.

Bella leaned forward, breasts swaying above him, and fucked herself on him faster. The stretch never fully eased, every downward thrust opened her anew around that long, dark length. She could feel the head punching deep, the shaft rubbing every sensitive place inside her. Her clit dragged against his pelvis on every grind. The pleasure built fast and sharp.

“Fuck… you’re so tight, Bella” Alex groaned, voice strained. His hips started meeting hers from below, driving the thick black cock even deeper into her.
Bella only moaned in answer and kept riding him harder, taking every inch, her pussy stretched and glistening around the dark shaft that filled her completely.
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