Doreen's Diaries

"What was it like when you were on stage and all those girls were screaming? I bet you made them scream even louder when you fucked them." A long fingernail probed for his anus. He groaned again, moving his legs apart. She slid her middle finger deep inside him, in and out, in and out. Sitting up, she ripped off her pants and moved back above him, settling on his face once more.

"Lick me," she commanded. She waited until she felt his tongue, then ground down as hard as she could, rubbing hot wet hair into his nose and mouth. Reaching down the bed, her fingers found his rapidly hardening cock. She gripped it in both hands and dug her nails into his flesh. She felt a scream vibrating from the lips imprisoned in the wet heat between her thighs.

"Right, Doreen," she muttered to herself.

Keeping his face trapped between her legs, she took him in her mouth. She worked slowly, moving her lips up and down, jacking away at the base with her hand. She let her teeth rasp on his skin, enjoying his exclamation at the pain.

Soon his breath was coming in short gasps and his body was writhing on the bed. Sam increased her pace, sucking harder, feeling his cock swelling in her mouth until his body arched upward and he came in her mouth, against the back of her throat.