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Chapter 52 by Kobe Kobe

Oh no, they aren't done here.

Their sexcapades continue.

She fixed her lipstick.

Tyler sat with his head up on a pillow, his erect cock flopped on his stomach with a little bit of precum dribbling out of him.

She closed her lipstick and tossed it aside. "On that first night, you claimed me as your own." She said, straddling his crotch and putting her hands on his shoulders. "You marked me. You came all over me." She leaned in and kissed him, smudging her lipstick all over his lips.

"If you're allowed to claim me...I deserve the right to claim what's mine, also." She kissed him again, and then moved onto his cheek. Then his neck. She tugged on his ear and he let out a moan.

"You're all mine, Tyler...don't get it twisted." She rubbed her pussy up against his member, coating him like she did the first night. "I'm going to make sure you never forget that."

She kissed his chest, then his stomach. She kissed his arms, and then turned around and kissed his legs. By the time she had slid off of him and grabbed his cock in her hands, he was coated in her lipstick. He tensed.

She gave it a lick, causing his precum to spill out of the top, which she so deftly cleared up with the tip of her tongue. She continued to lick before moving down to his balls, sucking very gently, causing him to tense and grip the bed. She licked them from the bottom. She let out a moan. "You smell so fucking erotic down here." She kissed his balls. "From here on out, I'm claiming all of your cum for me, too." She looked up at him, his cock resting on her forehead as she sucked and played with his balls.

She licked him again. "I guess it's time to claim one of my favorite parts of your body."

"Wait -- please." Tyler begged, putting a hand on her head. "Please."

She raised an eyebrow as she propped his tip in her mouth.

"I wanna see."

"Can't you see me already?" She popped his cock out of her mouth.

"Yeah, but...I want to see your face."

She hesitated.

"Please."

She sighed, but crawled back up and reached for the lamp on his end table, flicking them both on.

She was as red as a tomato. "O-okay. But..." She slid back down and picked him back up in her hand, putting her lips on his tip again. "D-don't say I didn't warn you. If you wanna see me, I think it's best I'm on my knees for it and you're, um...standing up. Is that okay?"

What the fuck kinda question is that? Of course it's okay!

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