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Her--Had every intention of doing a number of things with the male. And while she'd ordinarily be long gone by now, this was a night she'd not expected by their meeting nor anticipated - certainly not planned for. Though, hungry as she was and as greedy as she was, this was an opportunity lost if she'd left. That much she understood. She was crass and rude. A bitch. But underlying all that she was a wanton woman with needs and knew how to get them. Given that, she also knew how to give back if someone was deserving and thus far the male was getting his just rewards. She drew herself up on the couch as knees bent into the cushion as legs straddled him on either side. Venus remained poised as one hand reached down to that burgeoning length by extending her arm behind her and as she lowered instead of setting it against her oh so ready slit, she instead let it fall between those petals to coat him once more in her slick silvery dew that spread. Heat engulfed that shaft as she pussy rubbed his dick before guiding it back to fall against her buttocks and nestled between the cheeks to hotdog the steel only to tease him further. Her other hand, however, moved down to her wetness at the front and let her fingers part the folds, as web-like honey was spread over those digits before she raised them and essentially forced them into his mouth. "Taste me." She continued to taunt his cock - so close to that entrance and yet so far as she used him to rub that hidden pearl gyrating her hips forward as she guided him beneath. "I'm gonna take you in.. Going to sink down on you. Inch by inch. Oh so slowly." Ah, she relished this control. This power and it served to thrill her more as she nested that crown against her slit and then began to lower buttocks closer to his thighs. Letting that hard velvet veined-ribbed meat press into her. Parting her fold, stretching her cavity that quickly tightened around him. Only just as the head entered, with a gasp and a sultry moan she rose to let him slip out before lowering again - this time taking him deeper. She repeated the action - teasing, not quite letting him fill her until suddenly, without warning she dropped down fully until buttocks rested on this thighs with a solid movement. She cried out, head rolling has ponytails fell over her face, one then the other and back arched inwards, breast thrust outwards to the feel of him filling her entirely. Those fingers in his mouth now moved to press against the tiers of his lips. "Keep still. Don't move." As eyes peered to his, orbs on his own. "Don't.. move." And her that had guided him into her began to rub her sex before him. Parted those folds as she danced them over the sensitive nerve center. "KEEP fucking still until I say so." God how he filled her. How hard he was. It was sweet torment in itself that she was able to keep him there as she worked herself. "Until I say so... oh fuck.. you feel so good." and for that moment, she wanted to know his name.

Me--The best things in life were spontaenous, as were the worst but seemingly in the moment it was more inclined towards the former. He was blunt in his moods, as shown by his denial to ask for what he could so very easily take. He brought his hands up to the handle of her waist as she shifted atop of him, the light bounce of soft flesh as she adjusted herself and kept high instead of fulfilling him. She was bound to drive him mad. His eyes fell down to the hand guiding him over, from against her pussy to instead along it as she teased him with another coating of dripping heat. He was visibly annoyed, they were so dangerously close to completion and then not. Then came the warmth of a round ass hugging his length, slight relief for a man who craved far more stimulation. Fingers that were brought to his mouth were accepted and generously cleaned, audible suction and a thorough stroke of his tongue. The deft muscle explored every last ridge and even the gaps in between to ensure every last drop of honey was savored. She tasted sweet. Then he was being rubbed against the sensitive little buzzer atop of her clit, keeping his mind occupied by counting the strokes until she finally spread herself around his crown. His breath caught in his throat and then surged out in a groan, just the tip, enough to bring him to attention but not to satisfy him. The slender digits that withdrew from his mouth were pecked at instead, for now, he humored her request to keep still as she rose and dropped again and again until she hugged every last inch of him. A perfect sheath. His eyes shifted, from the bliss of her expression to the tantalizing roll of her hand playing with her pussy. "You're not making this easy." A nip to the offered fingers.

Her--Wasn't about making things easy. Was about making things --- perfect. About making it an impression he'd never forget. It was about control. About taking. But about bringing him to that point. Annoyance, perhaps but beyond that. It wasn't about breaking him but about bringing that need to a height that he lost control and when he did, so to would she. It was a give and take and most didn't' get that about Venus. Most ignored it - others opted to merely please themselves and those were the ones she'd leave mid-coitus with a simple fuck you. Ah, but this man seemed to understand to a degree. Perhaps on some level but that rest remained to be seen. Her fingers worked that nub with pressure as spasms danced through her body, echoing to her core as her tight cavity throbbed around his gilded meat that lay nestled to the base inside her channel. "No. Not easy. But not yet." She breathed, her chest heaved, breasts rose and fell as she increased her movements, using that steel of his inside her as she brought herself to that point. "So.. fuckin' close... Oh fuck.." head leaned back, hair fell over shoulders as her body quivered on him and before him. Muscles in her legs and thighs clenched, tightened and her inner walls enveloped that gloved meat. "Now..move.." She cried out as she exploded, that climax tearing through her as hands moved to grip both shoulders for purchase as she undulated and ground against his shaft, barely raising as she gyrated and broke, the eruption of her climax hard as her forehead came to press against his shoulder and she bit near the neck while her moans were lost into this flesh. The power of her shattering spasmed again and again as she started to rise then fall. Breath warm against his skin, nails marred and dug and teeth trailed a path up the neck toward his lobe. "Fuck.. Ngggh.." Breasts rubbed against his chest, nippled grazed the skin, friction extending that pleasurable wave that washed through her.