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Elena’s face was
flushed
with fury. The more he held her down
,
the angrier she
became
.

“Damn you, Bai!
Damn you.
Get off me, now.
I mean it! I’m angry!”

She tossed her head from side to side,
panting
, groaning, struggling to free herself
,
but his grip was too strong, his hold too fierce.

He looked down at her naked body shining in the moonlight and his
already hard
cock throbbed
painfully
, se
men
leaking from its
engorged
head. He was beside himself with lust.
Her skin glowed like alabaster and
h
e wanted to take her, crush her, but first he had to taste her.
She arched up
,
trying to
push him away
,
but
onl
y
succeeded in pressing her breasts higher, closer to his hungry mouth.

“Ah,
o
ui
,
cherie.
You want me to taste you?
To suck on you?
Is that why you are p
ushing
those beautiful breasts up
,
trying to
reach
my
lips?
You want my tongue
on your nipples? Like this?”

He dragged the rough edge of his tongue across
the
tip of one nipple and grinned when it puckered and hardened.
With agonizing slowness
,
he licked between her breasts
,
then grazed her other nipple with the hard rough edge of his practiced tongue. He blew against the hardened tips and smiled when she
pushed her breasts up and
cried
out
,
begg
ing
for his mouth
. He
laughed and p
ut his hand on her chest
pressing
her back d
own against the ground.

“Ah
, non, non, cherie
.
You want me to give you pleasure?
V
ous combler de
plaisir
?
To lick you,
bite
you?
Suck o
n these
luscious
breasts that make me weep with their beauty?
Is that what you want,
mon amie
?
To make you scream with desire?”

“Please
,
Bai
.
Yes,
please
!

she moaned
and thrust up against him
.
Her
face
was flushed
now
. Need
had
replaced anger
.

“Ah, but
m
a
petite put
a
in
, what about your
vagin
?
You want me to suck on your nipples and ignore your
sweet
little pussy?”

She
groaned at his
shocking
words
,
inadvertently
lift
ing
her hips
,
seeking his intimate touch.

He laughed derisively, mockingly, “Ah, fickle woman. Now your breasts must wait while I tend to your
pussy
?
What a
gr
eedy little
minx
you are!”


Bai, d
on’t tease me. I need you.
I want you!” She trembled and reached up and
tried to pull h
is head down to her
groin
.

He took her hands away and held them over her head.


Non, non, bebe
.
I will decide what part of you I will feast on
. And
when.
R
ight now
,
I want this.”

He ran
his
wicked tongue
over her taut abdomen
,
circling her navel
,
and then b
uried
the probing tip
deep
inside
the ticklish indentatio
n
,
biting and sucking on the sensitive skin.

Elena yelped
. P
anting hard
,
she begg
ed
him
to let her come
. B
ai
ignored her pleas
. He
traced a
lazy
path with his tongue from her navel down across the top of her mound. The closer he got to her
mons
,
the more he longed to bury himself in her pussy, lap up her juices.
He could drown in her smell, the sweet, spicy smell of her aroused sex
. W
ith a heroic effort
,
he pushed
away,
wanting to taunt her, torment her further.

She moaned as he moved lower and lower
, c
hasing his
outrageous
tongue
over
her squirming hips
. S
he threw her head back
in abandon
, letting
her knees
fall
apart
.


Ah
qui, ma belle put
a
in.
That’s the way to open for me. Like that
,
bebe
.
Spread your legs
, higher, wider.
Open for me, Elena. Show me your pussy.

She cried out.
Her thighs were quivering and she arched her hips
higher seeking, begging for his mouth on
her
swollen lips.

He laughed
. A
soft
male growl rumbled
deep in his throat
. H
is hands press
ed
her thrusting hips back to the ground.


Did you know your pussy lips
are slick
, shining
? Gleaming in the
moonlight
?
That is how wet you are,
ma
petite
fille
. Streaming wet.
Ah
,
o
ui
.
How long have you been wet like this
, Elena
? Since you kicked your leg up in the air when we danced?
Since you made sure that every man in the room
glimpsed
your bare thigh? This beautiful thigh that is dripping with your sweet juices?

He ran his finger
s
over the crease between her
swollen lips
and her thigh
,
sopping up her
juices.
He
teased
the end
s
of his finger over her folds
,
then stuck
them
in his mouth
,
noisily sucking off the sweet syrup.

“Can you taste how sweet you are,
bebe
,
how hot
?
Why I have to
lick
you, suck on you? Why you drive me crazy w
ith
the
taste of you, the smell of you
?”

He pressed between her knees and pushed up against her thighs
,
opening her
cunt
to his
greedy
mouth.
He leaned down and swiped his tongue across her slit and buried his
tongue between her folds
.
She screamed and writhed under him clutching at his hair
to hold his head in place, begging him not to stop.
He licked up one side
of
her puffy
outer lips
and down the other
side
then drove his tongue deep inside
. Hi
s experienced
tongue
suck
ed
, lick
ed
,
and bit
along the sensitive
inner
folds as he worked
his way up to her clitoris.
Slowly, methodically h
e
ran his tongue around the
engorged
bud
,
then grasped
the swollen nub
between his lips
and gently bit down.

She shrieked at the
erotic
assault
and lifted her hips to
press her throbbing clitoris
against
his
ravenous
mouth
.

“Oh
,
yes, God, yes!
There
, Bai.
Suck me there. P
lease
,
I need to come!
Oh
,
yes!

In
a surpris
e
move
that wrung a choked scream from
her
followed by a dismayed sob
,
he
flipped her over and
covered her
trembling
body
with his
. Rolling her to the side
,
he spread out the tattered remains of her gown and
lifted her
up on
the
torn fabric
.
He pulled her to her knees
,
then press
ed
her
shoulders
against the ground.
With
a rumbling groan
,
he dragged her ass high in the air and knelt up behind her.


Non, non.
Not yet,
ma petite
,
not yet
.
I will tell you when you will come and how.
Ah
,
o
ui
,
my naughty girl.
This is how I want you
.
This is how I will take you.
From behind
--
r
utting in you, like an animal.

He pulled her glorious ass up
in the air and marveled at the way the moonlight glowed on her pale, firm
cheeks,
begging for his touch. He smacked her hard on one cheek
,
leaving a
bright
red mark on her
soft
skin.
She
yelped
and tried to duck
,
but he
held her
tight
and
smacked the other cheek.

She
moaned
and
arched
her butt
up for the s
panks
to follow
.
He laughed a soft l
ascivious
laugh
when she tried to
stifle
her
excited
response
when
he spanked
her
again
. O
ne cheek
,
then the other
,
until both
globes
were
bright rosy pink,
and hot. He
leaned down and licked her
burning
skin
,
then blew
cold air against her
stinging
cheeks
.

Elena shuddered and groaned, her ass trembling
. She
thrust up against him and begged
, her voice strained with lust
, “Please, Bai, please.
Oh
,
God, darling, please
,
I need to come.”

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