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It briefly crossed his mind to put a stop to this. I mean, for God's sake, she was 18 and he was...was...

Fuck! She was talented. Her tongue swirled over the tip before she plunged down the shaft again, almost reaching the base. Coming back she glanced up again, and gave a giggle. Closing her eyes, she kissed the tip and engulfed his length.

John moaned again, his right hand running down over her clothed body. She had switched out of the hoodie from earlier to a simple t-shirt, but kept the sweatpants. He felt the bra-strap underneath the shirt, continuing down to the curve of her ass. He could feel the sheer heat radiating from her down there.

She moaned around his cock and came in closer, cupping his balls with one hand and stroking the shaft with the other in time with her mouth. This gave him easier access, as he snaked his hand under the waistband of her pants. His hand ran over the soft flesh of her ass, gripping it tightly. He could feel the thin strip of fabric from her thong traveling down the crack of her butt. Following down and around her curves, he came to the source of her heat.

Her pussy was absolutely dripping with excitement. Cupping her mound, he made small circular motions with his entire hand, being careful not to press too hard on any one point. Her moans were increasing, and she began to have "skips" in her rhythm on his dick. It was having an effect on him too. He wouldn't last much longer with this sort of attention. He had to get her "caught up."

Roughly he grabbed the waistband of her pants and pulled them down as far as he could, exposing her ass to the cool air. Without giving her another second to recover, he dipped a finger into her warm depths. Her vagina eagerly took him in.

She whimpered again around his dick and eased back to gasp. But only momentarily, as she engulfed him. At the same time she quickly moved her hips to allow him better access. He knew the teasing was working. Keeping up the slow pressure, his middle finger eased in and out of her wetness, while the other two continued to stroke her mound. He avoided her clit deliberately, working her up into a slow stew of hormones. Only after what seemed like forever, did he begin to pick up the pace.

Her attentions became increasingly erratic as time went on. She would pause to gasp, then plunge down onto his hard rod again. Occasionally, she would stop and eagerly run her tongue up and down his length, gasping for breath. He felt her continue to **** him deeper and deeper into her throat. His balls began to feel that familiar boil as he was approaching the edge. She suddenly sat up, gasping and moaning, as he inserted another finger into her gushing pussy. He knew she was getting close, as she sank his pulsing cock between her ruby lips yet again. He could feel her getting lower and lower, until her lips finally touched the base.

With a loud groan, he exploded inside her, pumping his hot load directly into her throat. Rope after hot rope of his seed shot into her as she groaned loudly, never moving from the base of his cock. He felt her pussy clench eagerly onto his fingers, again and again as she began to cum with him. It felt as if she were sucking his soul from his body, through his dick. He felt her swallow each pearly shot while her own thighs shook uncontrollably.

After an eternity, his orgasm ended, and she finally came up for air. Gasping loudly, she was a mess of spit and tears. "Oh God. That was mmMMM!" she said, as he grasped her face and kissed her deeply. He could taste remnants of his own sex on her lips as she dove into his arms. They both began to eagerly rip the clothes off one another.