Dirty Erotica; Daddy's Little Kitten.

Chapter 7. Her sweetness.

Brittany kept moaning as he slammed his tongue into her entrance. Her back arched as she held the edge of the table, beads of sweat trickling down her spine. As Thompson kept devouring her like a starved man, her entire body shuddered and she left the edge of the table for his hair, holding onto it like her life depended on it.

“You taste so sweet..” He grunted, his hot breath coming in contact with her p**y.

Brittany gasped as he circled her c**t, sucking it hard. He stuck his tongue further and continued f*****g her with it. Her gasp turned into a moan as her c*m rushed out of her like a flood into his mouth.

Thompson tasted every drop of her c*m. He licked his lips and clicked his tongue, his eyes sparkling with satisfaction.

“I could do this every f*****g time..” He said, his voice dripping with sweetness.

Getting on his feet, he unbuckled his belt and let out his monstrous d**k which had been erected. Brittany felt so tempted to touch it, her eyes radiating with desire.

“This..” Thompson paused as he jerked his c**k. Fondling it with his hands, he looked up at her and continued, “This is how hard I've gotten for you, Britt. I can't wait to have a taste of you.”

Brittany reached for it, her fingers tracing the entire length. Thompson moaned as her cold fingers brushed the tip of his c**k, sending shivers down his spine..

As she ran her hands up and down the length, he moaned, dragging his lower lip with his teeth.

Her fingers were like magic and he felt his arousal building with each passing second.

When she was done, he breathed deeply and turned her around before whispering in her ears, “You don't know what you've done, Britt.”

His words sent an unexplainable shiver down her spine. Her p**y throbbed, eager to receive him. As he pushed her face first on the desk, he pushed her entire skirt up and shoved down her panties, making her lower half bare to him

As he dragged a finger over her c**t, Brittany shut her eyes and moaned, “f**k…”

A smirk appeared on his face. He grazed her ears with his lips and whispered, “You want me to f**k you, don't you?”

She nodded, her desire. A gasp escaped her lips when she felt the sting of his palm against her aching centre. More thwacks echoed in the room as he tapped her on her butt.

The sight of her bouncing butt made him even more aroused. Without hesitating, he held her waist and plunged his d**k into her dripping wet cunt.

Brittany moaned once more when she felt the blunt weight of his heavy c**k against her entrance.

As he pushed inside, she gasped for air at his intense fullness. He went into the hilt and her legs widened to give him more access.

He rocked his hips, his thrust getting heavier as he held her in place. The table squeaked and her breasts bounced as he shifted his hips and pushed in again.

“Hmmmph.” Brittany moaned as she dragged on her lower lips.

“You taste so sweet, angel. I love the feel of your tight p***y around my dick.” He whispered as he shoved his fingers into her hair.

He thrusted, rocking and thrashing his hip against hers with their slapping sound echoing in the room.

As he held onto her hair, he clutched one of her ass cheeks and continued his hard thrust. Her p**y spasmed around his length, and she let out a moan as he reached for her boobs.

The pleasure overwhelmed her as he pounded her like his life depended on it..

She knew he was nowhere over.