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Chapter 21 by FornicationStation

Does Monica manage to escape?

Hold her down

In response to her desperation, I just grip her hips harder. There was no way Monica was getting away from me now. I wanted her too badly.

With renewed determination, I **** my tongue against her even harder, tasting and sucking and licking every inch of her. I would make soft circles around her clit with my tongue, and I would plunge my tongue as deep into her pussy it could go. And Monica was absolutely eating it up. My lips were soaking by this point with her arousal. She tasted amazing, so of course I didn't mind.

"Ahh!!" she screamed. "Oh-oh-ohhhh!" Her moaning was symphonic. She was getting lost in her own pleasure. She even appeared to have forgotten she was against the idea.

I could feel her orgasm approach, her hips started shaking rhythmically and her breathing was quickening. "Oh god, oh fuck," she moaned. "Fuuuck!!"

I knew it was time, just one more push. I briefly let go of her hips, and gave her ass a nice smack. Monica gasped, but the sudden thrust forward pushed her one last time into my tongue, which finally drove her over the edge.

"Christy! Christy!" she screamed. "I- I- I!" She couldn't even finish the sentence as her body started convulsing and rocking, and I could feel even more wetness leak out of her sweet pussy. I stopped my work to behold my creation. This gorgeous, sexy brunette in front of me was having the orgasm of her life. Her back was arched back, and at one point she had to use a hand to steady herself and keep her from going limp.

After the orgasm subsided, Monica shuffled back slightly, placing her legs over my sternum, just above my breasts. I could still feel her wetness running down her legs.

"Fuck, Christy," she said.

What's my next move?

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