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“Jaime climbed up onto the bar and gave himself an even sweeter taste than anything he had sampled in the bar. Her. He kissed down her body, lavishing attention on her belly until he reached her panties. She let out a deep moan when he pressed kisses over the delicate lace, which was already wet. He pulled them off and stopped to stare at her beautiful pussy. Her skin was tan and soft, and her hair was waxed into a perfect landing strip. He planted kisses on her thighs, inhaling her sweet scent, teasing her for as long as he could hold himself back. Then, spreading her legs wide, he licked her, and she gasped. God, she tasted as sweet as he remembered, like pure honey. He licked her like she was an oasis in the desert, like she was the first woman he'd ever had the pleasure to be with, like she was the last woman he would ever taste. "Oh, Jaime. That feels so amazing, baby." She ran her fingers through his hair as he devoured her, her scent making him high. After all these years, she still tasted the same, the one taste that he was addicted to. Jaime loved eating her pussy, making her feel good, watching her react to his tongue and knowing how much she loved it. He cupped her beautiful ass cheeks in his hands as he ate her for all he was worth, sucking on her clit, changing his rhythm to see what she liked. Her breath came in spurts, and Jaime knew she was close. He reached up and pinched her nipples as he kept his mouth on her pussy. He slowly inserted his finger deep inside, and she gasped. She started thrashing on the bar, but he wasn't done with her yet. He flipped onto his back. "Come here, baby, and sit on my face." "What?" She put her hand over her chest. "I... we've never---" "There's a first time for everything." She gave him a devilish smile but quickly obliged and straddled his mouth. Jaime was in heaven with the beautiful view of her breasts and the taste of her pussy on his lips. This was so fucking hot. She placed her hands on the sides of the bar and rocked back and forth, all over his tongue. Her moans got louder and louder, and he didn't care if the tenants in the nearby restaurant or the community patrol heard her. He gripped her ass and sucked her clit. "Oh, oh my God... oh, baby." Her body constricted as she let out a breathy moan before coming in his mouth. He lapped up every sweet drop. He couldn't get enough.”

“His tongue gave a long, slow lick down her center, drawing a low, throaty moan from her throat. He teased her, tasting her without focusing where she needed him and making her squirm. When his tongue found her clit, her body arched off the bed, and she felt him smile against her. He pressed his finger inside of her and she moaned. The dual sensation of being penetrated while his mouth worked her pussy was so intense. So incredible. Back in college, their lovemaking had been so sweet, almost innocent. They had discovered what they liked together, especially Alma, who had been a virgin. But now, Jaime seemed to have all the moves. She pushed the thoughts of him being with other women out of her head. He was with her now--- no one else. And he said he loved her. His mouth focused on her, and the pleasure came in waves. She couldn't hold back and came so hard all over his mouth. He lapped her up. But she wasn't done. She wanted more. Another round. He sat back agains the headboard, pulled her onto his lap as he guided her onto his cock. Gripping her hips, he slowly urged her to lower onto him, until he was fully inside her. "Oh, Jaime, baby. Make me come again," she said, her voice breathy. His mouth went to work on her nipples as she rode him, rubbing her clit on his crotch, his huge cock filling her. It wasn't long before they were both covered in a light sheen of sweat, their breaths short pants of lust and need.”

“His hands dropped down to her thighs. He kissed her belly, and then blew kisses in between her legs. She experienced nothing but pleasure as he made her body sing. He licked her like he had the other night, and she gasped. She clutched his hair. He touched her bud and stroked her. It felt amazing, and she wanted him to lick her forever, but she didn't know if she was being selfish. She hadn't done anything to pleasure him. She sat up and pulled him next to her. "You don't have to do that again. We can just have sex. Or I can try to do it to you, though I don't know how to." "Babe, sex isn't just about penetration. I want to please you. I love this. You taste so damn sweet. I want you to enjoy yourself and do anything that feels good. I want you to come in my mouth again." "Enrique!" she gasped, her cheeks turning red as she was laughing. She had never talked freely about sex. And she loved how open he was being with her. He smiled. "You're mine now. And I think you're sexy as hell. I'm going to tell you every chance I get--- how much I want you, how badly I wanted to touch you from the second I saw you. How you have the most incredible plump ass. How much I want to eat your pussy." She exhaled. "I've never seen myself as sexy or attractive. But you... you're a god." She rubbed her hand down his abs and stroked his cock. "I've fantasized about this since I met you." He grinned and kissed her neck. "I can pretty much guarantee not as much as I have. Now relax, babe." He kissed her back down to her belly, and in between her thighs. Sweet heat. He licked her pussy and her breath quickened. Her moans came rapidly. He rubbed her nipples with his free hand as she clutched the sheets, writhing against his tongue. She looked down at Enrique, who was settled between her legs, lapping at her as if she were his oasis in the middle of the fields. She took a deep breath and did exactly as he said. Relax. As she loosened up, pressure built between her legs and waves of pleasure washed over her. Her chest heaved. "Enrique. That feels really good." He grinned. "I'm going to make you feel even better." He rubbed her clit. She felt as if she was going to explode. "That's it, baby. Come for me." Carolina closed her eyes and let go. The intensity pulsed through her as her body shook and ecstasy took over. "Ah, Enrique!”

“Make love to me." He laced his fingers with hers and rocked slowly in and out. Pleasure replaced the pain as they moved together, finding their own lovely rhythm. She loved this. Not just the sex, but the intimacy. Having him on top of her. This special dance they engaged in that was just between them. He looked into her eyes. "You're incredible." And now they belonged to each other. His pace quickened and she let herself go. Her joy came in waves, like it had earlier, but this time it was different. She was lost in this moment, lost in Enrique. How could anything feel so amazing? Her heart beat so loudly, she was certain he could hear it. Blood coursed through her body; she was on fire as he rubbed her clit. Pleasure prickled through her veins. Over and over again. "Come on, baby. Don't stop!" he said. She didn't want to stop. She wanted to feel this great every day for the rest of her life. He was like a drug, and she was addicted. He gazed deep into her eyes. Her body throbbed as she cried out. Her thighs quivered as he pressed closer. Finally, she broke into a million pieces. "Enrique!”