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I pulled out and laid down on the bottom of the tub. Shivan turned around, straddled me and put my dick inside her. She moved up and down on top of me, moving her pelvis in a magical rhythm. This feels so good! I thought. DO. NOT. COME. I longed to stay inside her forever and her pussy seemed to want me to. It seemed to hold onto me somehow, like it didn’t want me to leave. I grabbed onto her waist with both hands as I felt my orgasm rising.
“I’m about to come, Shivan,” I gasped.
“No! Not yet!” she yelled between heavy breaths as she rode me like a champion jockey. “This dick feels so good,” she said.
“I don’t think I can hold on,” I cried. “Your pussy just feels too damn good!” That sweet pussy moved up and down my dick two more times. “Ughhhhh! I’m coming!” I came loudly and collapsed into the floor of the tub. That’s it. I’m never going to hear from this woman again. I’m probably the worst lover she’s ever had.
“Oh, you’re not done yet, Morris.” She climbed off of me and sat on the edge of the tub underneath the shower head. “Now it’s my turn to come,” she said as she spread her legs and beckoned to me.
I got down on my knees again and took my place between her thighs. I sucked and licked her clit again. I spread open her lips and tasted her sweet nectar. God, she tasted so good. I could drink her…
