She bobbed her head, lips stretching around him, saliva dripping as she worked him deeper, her throat relaxing. Devon's hands gripped her hair, guiding her rhythm, his hips thrusting slightly to meet her eager mouth.
She pulled his cock out with a wet pop! and slid it back in at intervals, sending a rush of eagerness down his spine. Watching from the side, he could see the bulge his dick made in her jaw.
"What a hot MILF," he thought.
"Yes, just like that," he said, dragging her hair, taking charge.
"Mmuh, mmhm, gawllk," Miranda struggled as she deepthroated his cock.
Devon stared at her as she worked his hard length, his gaze trailing from her lust-filled eyes to her straining jaw, then to her voluptuous breasts spilling from the corset. He freed his cock from her mouth in a gentle move.
Kneeling on the bed, he gave her a hard smack, sending her sprawling onto her belly. Spank! That's what he wanted.
"Let's get this off," he said, meaning the corset. He reached for her back, undoing the buttons with a dit, dit, dit sound, and it fell away.
Rolling her onto her back, he gazed at her in amazement. "My Miranda," he called her. She was beautiful, her sleek smile revealing what the heat of the moment had clouded. She was stunning.
Her face had soft angles meeting gentle shadows. Her cheekbones carried a quiet elegance, high yet not sharp, giving her expression a natural poise that drew the eye effortlessly.
Her lips, like a model's from a magazine Devon had seen back on Earth, had an upper lip with a subtle curve, like a bow drawn in quiet tension, while the lower one held a gentle fullness that invited the eye and imagination to linger. Even in stillness, her mouth looked alive, expressive.
He smiled, knowing those same lips had just swallowed his cock whole. Now, lying on her back, she smiled dangerously, waiting for his next move.
He reached for her breasts, squeezing and sucking. "You have a beautiful body, Miranda," he said, his hand sliding to her pussy.
"Thank y—mmhm," her words cut short as he touched her clit, rubbing with immediate effect.
"It's my turn now to taste your heat," he said.
In a swift motion, he placed his tongue on her clit and started sucking. The shocks made her fidget and twitch.
Lick!
He devoured her like a starving dog, ravenous and relentless.
She twitched and moaned. "Yesss, just like that, ouuh, yes, Devon, eat it up like that." Her hips surged upward, the frenzy of arousal overwhelming.
Sluurp!
Devon worked his tongue to her clit, tantalizing the peak as he probed deeper inside her folds."You like that, you dirty slut? I know you do." His tongue resumed, sucking harder.
The words spiked her arousal. Her hips moved uncontrollably, rising off the bed as if chasing the pleasure, her thighs quivering, instinctively trying to clamp around his head. Her hands fisted the sheets, yanking his hair, torn between pulling him closer and pushing him away from the overwhelming sensation. Tug.
Her cream, thick, slick, and sweet, flooded his tongue, her arousal dripping down his chin as her pussy clenched, desperate to be filled. Her musky, intoxicating scent filled the air, her juices coating his lips as he lapped at her swollen clit with relentless precision.
Slurp!
Her back arched, stomach tightening, breath hitching in sharp, gasping moans, her voice breaking into desperate whimpers. "Oh—oh, I'm—" Her words dissolved into a choked cry as her legs shook violently, toes curling, her body locking up.
A gush of wetness spilled from her, her walls pulsing around his tongue as she screamed, fingers clawing at the sheets, the headboard, his shoulders—anything to anchor herself as pleasure ripped through her, wave after wave, leaving her trembling, oversensitive, and utterly wrecked.
When he pulled back, her pussy still twitched, thighs glazed with her slick. She collapsed, boneless and breathless, chest heaving, completely ruined by his mouth. Panting.
Leading him with her hands, she brought his face to hers. "Put it in, Devon. You know how I like it," she said.
She gave him a deep kiss, tongues tangling, then turned to a doggy position. Shift.
He stared at her big ass and spanked her.
Smack! Smack!
"Naughty slut," he said.
She moaned in pleasure, her body arching into the sting.
Devon teased her entrance with his cock.
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"Here goes nothing," Devon said inwardly.
Positioning Miranda on her knees, her ass high in doggy style, her wide curves glowing under the soft bedroom light, he gripped her hips, thrusting his hard cock into her slick, warm pussy with a wet slap. Her moans filled the air as she arched back, meeting his rhythm, fingers twisting the sheets.
"You love this cock pounding you, don't you, my filthy slut?" Devon growled, smacking her ass, the sound echoing.
Smack!
"Yes, Devon, I'm your dirty girl… fuck me harder," Miranda gasped, pushing back, her pussy clenching around him.
He drove deeper, balls slapping her clit with each thrust. Thud. Her juices coated him, dripping down her thighs as he reached around, teasing her swollen clit with rough, circling fingers. She shuddered, body trembling under his touch.
"Whose pussy is this, Miranda? Tell me," he demanded, slowing to grind deep, teasing her with agonizing control.
"It's yours, Devon, all yours… please, make me scream," she begged, hips bucking desperately.
Thud thud thud! The sound of his strokes emanating the room.
Grinning, he flipped her onto her back for missionary, lifting her legs over his shoulders. Shift. Her pussy made a wet sfrrp as he plunged in, filling her completely, their eyes locked as he thrust with raw power. Her breasts bounced wildly, nipples hard, and he pinched them, making her cry out.
"You're so fucking tight. Gonna cum for your lord?" he rasped, biting her earlobe, his breath hot against her skin.
"Yes, I'm your slut, Devon… make me cum," she moaned, nails raking his back, her pussy pulsing around him.
He pounded faster, building to a peak, then pulled out, kneeling over her face. "Open that pretty mouth, open up," he said urgently. "Take it all," he commanded, stroking his throbbing cock.
Miranda obeyed, lips parted, tongue out. Gasp. He erupted, hot cum shooting into her mouth, splattering her cheeks and chin.
Splatter. She swallowed with a gulp, scooping the rest with her fingers, smearing it messily across her face, lips and chin bathed in the white essence.
"Mmmhh, sllurrp, you taste even better than before," she purred.
Giggling, she blew bubbles with the sticky load, the frothy mess dripping down her neck, pooling at her collarbone.
"Fuck," Devon said, watching her perform. "You're perfect, Miranda, the perfect MILF."
"Huh?" She exclaimed with a smile, grabbing his dick again.
"You are my slut," Devon said, staring as he slapped his cock on her face.
"Alright, my brave hero, have a good night." She left with a kiss, grabbing his robe and walking out. She took one last glance, smiled, and went away.
Alone now, he called out.
"System, check the King Supremacy system for Miranda."
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"Well, I'll be damned," Devon said, staring at the tiled ceiling.