"Mmhmm"

“Mmhmm.”

“Shit,” James growled, staring at her in disbelief and continued arousal. “If you keep treating me like this, then I’ma’ have to stay and fuck you again.”

Paige slurped James until he released her. Then, releasing him with a wet pop, she sat back to rub his semen into her breasts. “That is the plan, handsome. Let me go rinse off and bring you a fresh beer, and then we can discuss it in greater detail when I get back.”

James gave a crooked grin, his fat shaft hanging in the open air, half-erect and leaking semen onto the carpet in ribbons. “Sounds good.”

Kissing him one last time, Paige removed herself. She went to the upstairs bathroom to rinse her torso and face in the shower and then toweled herself off in front of the mirror. It was an effort to clean herself with how thick James’ semen was. Even after contact with the water, it remained thick enough to clog the drain for a few seconds. Paige watched it wash away with a frown. It seemed like a waste to her.

Once clean, she went to the kitchen to fetch him a beer. True to his command, she had bought him new beer and had it ready for him on his return. Opening the beer for him, she brought it back to him and then kneeled at his feet to clean him with her mouth. She held him by his root and marveled at his length and lingering rigidity. Even after climax, he remained plump and heavy in her hands, longer than any erection she had seen on any other man.

She smiled around him, sucking him delicately and licking his shaft as she praised him. “Fuck, James, I keep forgetting how big you are whenever I leave a room, and then I come and see you, and I’m stunned all over again.” She laughed. “I mean, if this is you limp, then how in the hell did I take you inside of me when you were hard?” She stroked him as she spoke.

“I don’t know.” James shrugged. “Maybe sluts like you open up for men like me.”

Laughing again, she licked him from shaft to root, gathering the remaining semen on him and swallowing it eagerly. “I must, if I took you yesterday.” Holding him, licking him, she remembered the day before when she joined him in her bedroom. He was already hard and stroking himself as she approached, a big man filling her big bed, and all she could see was his fat shaft wrapped up in his fat fist.

He filled her like no one else could and fucked her hard, showing not only stamina but prowess. James was a clumsy lover, but he made up for it through **** and size. Paige couldn’t call him the best lay of her life, but he was clearly the best sex. His dick alone had reduced her to obedience, as had his scent, taste, and looks. Technique could be taught, she reasoned, dick couldn’t.

She tongued his glans to clean him and teased his urethra with affection. Stroking him, she felt some steel returning to him, and found herself awed by both his virility and his stamina. James was a big man in poor shape, but he could last like a stud. His endurance, combined with his size, made him a human-horse designed for dominance and impregnation. She kissed her way down his shaft to his testicles, and she kissed those, too.

Purring, she nursed his balls briefly before she said, “God damn, James. If I had known you were this good, then I would have been fucking you for years. As it is, you were wasted on a child like my daughter.”

Grinning, James took Paige by the hair and dragged her up his shaft. Paige moaned in response, licking him wherever he led her before sucking him back into her mouth. Watching her, feeling her wet mouth around his crown, James can feel life returning to his cock. He planned to fuck her again, and like yesterday, he intended to fill her up. “If I had known you were such a slut, I would have been fucking you all along.”

Paige slurped on him. “Mm. Good. Now, we can make up for lost time.”

Pulling himself from her, James held her by the hair and hung her over his dick. He smacked her across the cheek, twice, both of them gentle and meant only as exertions of control, not punishment. Paige held his gaze and smiled at him. It hurt, but it only hurt lightly, and though she saw it as a juvenile display of dominance, she allowed him his pleasure and took pleasure in it herself.

Reaching out with his free hand, James cupped one of her breasts and tugged it hard while rubbing his slick shaft along her face and forehead. “That’s fine, but don’t get me wrong, though. I’ll use you, Paige, but I’ma’ still plan to fuck your daughter and other women, too. We can make up for lost time or whatever the fuck you said was, but you better be ready to share.”

Using her hands, Paige stroked her saliva along his shaft and watched him swell. Staring down his hardened length, her smile swelled alongside him. She liked James’ rough hands, just like she liked his thick cock, and she loved the way he fucked and treated her. He was simple, but he was also the strongest man she knew, deserving of not only her devotion but also of a harem at his call. Kissing his crown, she purred, “Are you asking my permission, James?”

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