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I'm Not Done With You Ýet

It was the same for both of them. She was indulging herself in an imagined image of him as well.

So suddenly, he thrust his hips into her and his crotch smacked into her ass, illiciting a raunchy moan out of her. Before she could even try to predict his next move, her asscheeke were parted and a spitting sound came from his mouth and right after Lynn felt some wetness trickle down her p***y and mixed with her natural lubrication which she imagined was dripping in strings by now. She was throbbing at this point and as much as she only catered the services she has been paid for, she could not win against such an ardent itch. And such an itch could only be scratched by and dealt with by a big, hard, throbbing c**k.

Like he had just read her mind, he parted her p***y lips, teasing below her clit slightly before she felt something more rigid slide into her wetness. Her engorged clit was highly sensitive and having his hard d**k rubbing against it in vigorous, well- paced strokes, back and forth, back and forth, while his lips deliver sexy hisses and groans of pleasure and keeps poking at her entrance; was enough to have her legs trembling, her stomach muscles pulling in, her asscheeks clenching as that tidal wave of pleasure rips through her core; was enough to have her cumming in seconds.

Chevy had a term for the "fast creamers"; Instant Noodles, is ready in two minutes before the pot even gets hot.

She was a f*****g proud noodle. She had not came that good in a while. Yet she was still very horny for his c**k.

Lynn let out a shaky breath as she was flipped around, her hair fisted and pulled on before she felt something sleek and smooth smash against her lips.

"Suck." f**k, that sexy rasp was something else. That was an order and she was immediately obedient.

Lynn did not know why but she was very eager to impress, the most passionate she has ever been about sucking d**k. She wanted to give him the best blowie of his life. She curled her fingers around the base of the shaft to size it and she was more than impressed by its girth. Her mouth salivated as her tongue darted out of her mouth and she licked around the head and up the slit, tasting the precum that had oozed out before she sucked on it lightly and slowly opened up her mouth to take as much of his shaft into the moist warmth of her mouth and she heard him hiss out, "Fuck." A very encouraging review. She used her "special technique" moving her lips to give his ribbed meat a light vibration massage and then just let it rest in her cheek for some seconds before she pulled away and stroking him with both her hands, coating his entire length in her saliva. Then she took him in her mouth again and began bobbing her head back and forth and sucking like a grade A cockslut.

"You like that, taking daddy's c**k to the back of your throat, you little slut! Tell me how long you've been wanting to suck your daddy's cock."

"Mhhhhhmmm.." Lynn mumbled out, the best she could do with a mouth full of c**k.

"This is the only c**k you'll ever have in your mouth," he grunted, jerking his hips and lodging the head in her throat.

Lynn tried to pull away slightly to relax her throat muscles but he roughly pushed her head forward so she can take more of his length down her throat ...and it was a lot. She couldn't have been more thankful for her very weak gag reflex and her pro deep throating skills, coz this man was a beast. The way he pulled on her hair aggressively while thrusting his hips and f*****g her mouth like it is a p***y he's been dying to pound, brought Lynn on the verge of another orgasm. It took all in her not to c*m when he started to shake, his hips stiffening and he held down her head in place as he came and released a hot load into her mouth. Lynn gagged and he slightly relaxed his grip and pulled out, letting her throat open up and she swallowed every drop she could of his baby juice. That orgasm had not even ripped through her yet she was shaking, panting like she had just ran a 5k.

"Please...please..." She found herself whispering, she did not even know why she was talking or what she was pleading for.

"What is it, little slut?" So suddenly she was flipped to her stomach and he was on top of her, his muscular body pressing down on hers and nailing it to the bed. "Are you going to beg me to f**k you?"

Before Lynn could breathe out a whimpering response, a ringing sound filled the room. And it wasn't coming from a phone, it was coming from a built- in computerized system. If this was some kingpin, he sure was a tech savvy one. And just like that, he left her and she heard the door slam into its frame.

Great! Just when she was about to get to the grand season finale!

'He better come back here and f**k my insides out or I swear-'Arose the voice of the s*x demon vixen inside her.

The coded language the intercom voice had used did spark her curiosity. It sounded like serious business was calling for him but she really hoped that he was not going to kick her out the second he returns.

Lynn perked up at the sound of the door opening after an eternity of waiting there all splayed out for him.

"Come Here Daddy." Roxanne, her nympho alter- ego purred and she couldn't agree more with that head- voice. Her nips hardened and became pointy bullets ready for an attack as she sizzled with anticipation at every sound of his approaching footsteps. It was almost as though he was doing it on purpose. To tantalize her and leave her on the verge of begging. Her; begging, well that's breaking news stuff right there! Well f**k it, this was the best seventy grand she has ever made!

Lynn felt the bed dip and before she could even long for his touch, his hand caught the back of her neck and whisked her head back and she gasped in shock before his lips smashed into hers and muffled any sound that would've came out of her. His lips were so soft despite the aggressive way they devoured hers. He kissed her so hungrily, with almost brute force as his grip tightened on her neck but he was such a great kisser, Lynn just naturally let him dominate. She loved the way he'd bite her bottom lip, the way he'd suck on her tongue and the way his tongue would forcefully enter her mouth and wrestle down hers.

She moaned desperately into his mouth again as he sucked on her tongue and one his hands went behind , snuck beneath her skirt and he gave her atill sore ass a hard, needy squeeze. That was beyond tantalising. She found herself yet again dying with need and his fingers constantly bumping into her already engorged, sensitive clit was not helping.

His lips detached from hers and his peppery kisses moved down to her collarbone, leaving a trail of pinches of fire dust in their wake. Lynn sucked in air through gritted teeth and let out a soft moan as his soft lips teased her neck before he began vigorously sucking on her sweet spot. He sucked and bit so hard she was helplessly arching her back and yelping in pleasure to keep herself grounded on the bed. To keep herself from screaming and pushing him away. The more she tried drawing herself back, the harder he sucked. This was one brutal love bite. Her butt clenched and she balled her hands into fists, crying out as he roughly cupped her p***y through his last seconds of sucking.

"f**k! f**k!" Her whole body shook and her hand instinctively went to her neck as it was throbbing in pain. She seriously felt like she was going to die, yet it still took a lot for her not to come when his slippery, hot tongue licked along her jawline, all the way to her earflap.

Her heart was beating insanely fast and grinding her p***y into his palm was the strongest urge she has ever had to overcome.

"Mhmmm...sweet.." He said gruffly after tasting her skin again, his voice strumming her ear in deep, gentle vibrations. His lips curled into her earlobe as he slowly withdrew his hand and chuckled at the whimper of objection that left her lips.

"I'm not done with you yet." He whispered huskily in her ear and a shuddered breath escaped her lips before they were yet again occupied by his tongue.

The kiss however barely lasted for thirty seconds before his clothed body pulled away. That was one thing she had observed when she straddled his thigh while he was sucking her neck; the textured fabric she assumed was tailored into dress or suit pants. It did get her thinking, but her mind was too deep in the gutter to do serious thinking.

"Go to the bathroom and clean yourself up. When you're done my men will escort you back to your residence." His voice was suddenly all businessy and cold and this time his natural voice was expressed more than faintly and the familiarity of it shook Lynn to the core.

He sounded so much like... Like the man she never wanted to think about even remotely when partaking in such... activity...

Lynn stopped herself from getting bitchy, but the thought of him sounding much like he who should not be named; could not leave her be. Her curiosity was an enormous prick in the arse, far worse than Chevy on a Monday morning and she finally gave into it.

This was her last chance. It did not sound like he was going to stick around long enough for her to take a shower or even do some minor touch- ups and freshening up. She had to see the man behind this night that was surely bound to be unforgettable. What if she never sees him again?! She could not live with that! She had to put a face on the brute that had made her come so good.

So daringly, Lynn proceeded to feel around the blindfold. It was tight around her head and needed a bit of finger work to loosen up. He clearly did not want to be seen, so she had to be careful and make sure he does not see her peeling the blindfold away from her eyes. She could not even tell where he was or if he was looking at her, but a phone call helped her take a good guess.

"Wait for me, don't f*****g f**k this up more than you already have. Tell him I'll see him soon."

He was not far alright and he sounded extremely pissed! And ready to get going.

A momentary injection of stupid bravery was all it took for Lynn to do it. She pulled the blindfold up to her eyebrows and took the most vicious kick to the gut. She almost choked on her own spit, heck she nearly screamed.

No! No! No! No! No!

This can't be it! It can't be him!

He had his back turned to her and she was sitting on the edge of the bed but she could perfectly make out his side profile now that brighter, white light illuminated the room. Then he tilted his head more and she was still in denial. Until he stood up and she fully become aware of his godly, praise- worthy warrior physique and his staggering and it was over for her.

She quickly pulled down the blindfold and leaned into the bed as a less dramatic form of fainting.

No. This could not be happening to her!

It felt like her whole world had been flipped upside down! Physically, it felt like her heart had dropped to her stomach.

She couldn't believe she had sucked- she had done those kind of things with him.

She regretted taking off the blindfold, she'd still be blissfully unaware right now. She would have probably never known that it was him;

Conan Bradley Seamus Hansen O' Brien.

Her..... Daddy.

Triple gulp! And drum chorus of doom.

She laid there in shock for just a couple of seconds before she felt her legs being spread apart and felt his body press into her. He had welcomed himself between her thighs and now knowing who he was, Lynn was utterly besides herself and did not know what the f**k she should do.

His hot breath streamed over her face awakening a barrage of tingles and a surge of tiny shivers up her spine; then his lips pressed into hers and he cupped her face and pulled her in for a surprisingly tender, lover's kiss. At first contact she was frozen but that was it. She simply could not resist kissing him back when he kissed her so good, it was almost like a natural instinct to her.

His tongue took one last, lingering swipe at her bottom lip before he pulled away reluctantly.

"I'm not done with you yet." He declared coldly yet lustfully, got up and just left her there.