Paige liked how James smells.

James was sweaty by the end of the day, so the first thing Paige did after getting home was breathe deeply of his musk before licking his balls. His heavy shaft was at rest against her face, obscuring one eye completely. She stared up at him with her other eye, her smile showing against him. Her hands rested on his fat, hairy thighs, caressing him, loving him as she kissed and licked him, her nose burning from his pungent aroma.

It still surprised James to see her so submissive, though he enjoyed it all the same. Paige was, by his estimation, one of the hardest headed bitches he had ever known and, after only a few days, she was completely dedicated to him. Dipping her head, she nursed his balls while taking hold of his shaft and giving him slow, gentle tugs. James cupped her head and held her in place, and Paige’s strokes grew wider. When allowed, Paige removed herself from his balls and kissed him along his thighs as she caught her breath. “God, you taste good,” she panted, and she smiled. “I’m glad you took up my offer. I was worried that you wouldn’t move in.”

James snorted. “What kind of jackass would refuse to move in with a shameless, sexy bitch who wanted to serve him as his personal slut?”

Shrugging and smiling at him between her kisses, Paige returned to his testicles. She gave each a big lick before slurping her way to his shaft. “Mm. I’ve had a hard life, James, and things rarely go right for me. I’m lucky that a stud like you has shown any interest in me, and I’m really, really grateful, too.”

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