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Kira's right there. I'm naked in her bed, hard as hell, and she's looking down like she already knows how this plays out. She wraps her fingers around me, starts stroking slow. Her tits hang heavy, brushing my chest every time she leans in. She slides two fingers inside herself, gets them slick, then feeds them to me. I taste her while she pumps my cock. She bends down, takes me in her mouth, tongue working every inch, and just when I think I'll lose it she pulls off. She climbs on, fingers herself again, feeds me those wet fingers once more, then goes right back to sucking me deep. She keeps that cycle going. Finger. Mouth. Finger. Mouth. Her hand never leaves my cock except to push back inside her. Every time she wants to keep me on edge she tastes herself off her own hand, then swallows me again. My hips buck up into her fist and her mouth, but she doesn't let me finish. Not yet. She makes it clear: if I want out, I have to work for it. So I work. I grab her wrist, suck her fingers clean, feel her moan around my dick while she keeps pumping. She switches hands, keeps feeding me, keeps sucking, keeps edging me until my balls ache and my head spins. The only way out is through her.
Kira's right there. I'm naked in her bed, hard as hell, and she's looking down like she already knows how this plays out. She wraps her fingers around me, starts stroking slow. Her tits hang heavy, brushing my chest every time she leans in. She slides two fingers inside herself, gets them slick, then feeds them to me. I taste her while she pumps my cock. She bends down, takes me in her mouth, tongue working every inch, and just when I think I'll lose it she pulls off. She climbs on, fingers herself again, feeds me those wet fingers once more, then goes right back to sucking me deep. She keeps that cycle going. Finger. Mouth. Finger. Mouth. Her hand never leaves my cock except to push back inside her. Every time she wants to keep me on edge she tastes herself off her own hand, then swallows me again. My hips buck up into her fist and her mouth, but she doesn't let me finish. Not yet. She makes it clear: if I want out, I have to work for it. So I work. I grab her wrist, suck her fingers clean, feel her moan around my dick while she keeps pumping. She switches hands, keeps feeding me, keeps sucking, keeps edging me until my balls ache and my head spins. The only way out is through her.
