I’m looming right above her neck, still kneeling, but I fall forward over her face now, catching myself with my left hand on the blanket above her head. I’m straddling her beautiful face and it’s almost too much to bear without immediately beginning to spurt. Forcing my balls to hold on to their contents, I dip my hips, guiding my cock to her mouth, biting my lip so hard, I can taste blood. “Kiss it, honey. My perfect angel. Give me a kiss. Just a little one’s all I need.”

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