it just felt so good.
She undid his zipper and reached in to his boxers. He was already hard when her hand found his dick.
“Good boy,” she purred into his ear approvingly. Miles grinned widely and tired not to cry out in delight. He’d sensed that there was something special about Brea. Most girls would insist on having an entire date before giving in to their desires but not Brea. She was brave enough to go after what she wanted, to give into the heat which crackled between them. And the heat was undeniable. Miles struggled to think about anything other than Brea since their first meeting in the tattoo parlor.
With her hand still on his dick Brea slid off her chair and dropped to her knees beside Miles. He held his breath in anticipation, watching her maneuver herself in the shadows so that her mouth was directly above his pink, throbbing cock. It felt full of a thousand nerve endings as he imagined how good it be to have her mouth wrapped around it. Brea glanced up at him, smiling sexily before lowering her head. She took his dick in to her mouth, getting her tongue press against it.
Miles squeezed the arm rests tight and leaned back, closing his eyes in delight. It felt amazing. Brea’s head bobbed as she suckled and teased his erection. It felt so good that Miles knew he wouldn’t be able to last very long. He tried to slow down his breathing to delay his climax, not wanting Brea to stop.
Tipping forward on her knees Brea pressed her mouth further down on his dick and Miles gasped in delighted awe. She was taking the full length of him, positioning herself that as she deep throated him she wouldn’t gag. Miles felt dizzy with the desire to cum. He’d never experienced anything like it in his life. All the women he’d been with none had ever been able to satisfy him like this. And Brea looked so sweet and innocent. That juxtaposed against her sexual appetite and ferocity was the hottest thing Miles had ever known. After almost a minute of being deep throated he came, shuddering in his seat as he released his load directly in to Brea’s mouth. He wondered if she’d gag or make some sound of revulsion. Instead she brushed off her knees, straightened her t-shirt and ran a hand over her mouth as she sat back down beside him and smiled innocently.
“Holy fuck,” Miles gaped at her in shock. “That was like…that was the hottest thing ever. Who are you? You’re like the girl of my dreams.”
Brea smiled contentedly before leaning against his broad shoulder and settling down to watch the rest of the movie.
Chapter 18
Every morning Brea woke up with a smile on her face. She hummed to herself as she showered and spoke to the birds which gathered in the window basket outside. She felt like she was in some Disney movie. Gone were the sad, cooped up days in her old home. She was finally free and able to be herself. And she’d met a man who made her heart race, who let her live out all her sexual fantasies without any judgment.
Tucking in to her bowl of cereal Brea looked up at the map of the United States which she’d hung above her sofa. It was something she’d picked up in town a few days ago, along with some bright pink pins. The entire map was dotted with pins as though the country had broken out with some strange neon chicken pox. But each pin meant something – it represented a place Brea wanted to visit. Now that she’d been brave enough to venture out to Colridge she didn’t just want to stop there. She wanted to see the huge glass buildings of New York City, run along the beaches in Miami and walk along the film stars’ names in Los Angeles. She wanted to see everything. She felt like the whole world had suddenly opened up to her and she wanted to enjoy every part of it.
Chapter 19
“So this is it,” Miles opened the door to his motel room, ashamed of how modest it was inside. Brea deserved to be staying at five star palaces, not some shabby
She undid his zipper and reached in to his boxers. He was already hard when her hand found his dick.
“Good boy,” she purred into his ear approvingly. Miles grinned widely and tired not to cry out in delight. He’d sensed that there was something special about Brea. Most girls would insist on having an entire date before giving in to their desires but not Brea. She was brave enough to go after what she wanted, to give into the heat which crackled between them. And the heat was undeniable. Miles struggled to think about anything other than Brea since their first meeting in the tattoo parlor.
With her hand still on his dick Brea slid off her chair and dropped to her knees beside Miles. He held his breath in anticipation, watching her maneuver herself in the shadows so that her mouth was directly above his pink, throbbing cock. It felt full of a thousand nerve endings as he imagined how good it be to have her mouth wrapped around it. Brea glanced up at him, smiling sexily before lowering her head. She took his dick in to her mouth, getting her tongue press against it.
Miles squeezed the arm rests tight and leaned back, closing his eyes in delight. It felt amazing. Brea’s head bobbed as she suckled and teased his erection. It felt so good that Miles knew he wouldn’t be able to last very long. He tried to slow down his breathing to delay his climax, not wanting Brea to stop.
Tipping forward on her knees Brea pressed her mouth further down on his dick and Miles gasped in delighted awe. She was taking the full length of him, positioning herself that as she deep throated him she wouldn’t gag. Miles felt dizzy with the desire to cum. He’d never experienced anything like it in his life. All the women he’d been with none had ever been able to satisfy him like this. And Brea looked so sweet and innocent. That juxtaposed against her sexual appetite and ferocity was the hottest thing Miles had ever known. After almost a minute of being deep throated he came, shuddering in his seat as he released his load directly in to Brea’s mouth. He wondered if she’d gag or make some sound of revulsion. Instead she brushed off her knees, straightened her t-shirt and ran a hand over her mouth as she sat back down beside him and smiled innocently.
“Holy fuck,” Miles gaped at her in shock. “That was like…that was the hottest thing ever. Who are you? You’re like the girl of my dreams.”
Brea smiled contentedly before leaning against his broad shoulder and settling down to watch the rest of the movie.
Chapter 18
Every morning Brea woke up with a smile on her face. She hummed to herself as she showered and spoke to the birds which gathered in the window basket outside. She felt like she was in some Disney movie. Gone were the sad, cooped up days in her old home. She was finally free and able to be herself. And she’d met a man who made her heart race, who let her live out all her sexual fantasies without any judgment.
Tucking in to her bowl of cereal Brea looked up at the map of the United States which she’d hung above her sofa. It was something she’d picked up in town a few days ago, along with some bright pink pins. The entire map was dotted with pins as though the country had broken out with some strange neon chicken pox. But each pin meant something – it represented a place Brea wanted to visit. Now that she’d been brave enough to venture out to Colridge she didn’t just want to stop there. She wanted to see the huge glass buildings of New York City, run along the beaches in Miami and walk along the film stars’ names in Los Angeles. She wanted to see everything. She felt like the whole world had suddenly opened up to her and she wanted to enjoy every part of it.
Chapter 19
“So this is it,” Miles opened the door to his motel room, ashamed of how modest it was inside. Brea deserved to be staying at five star palaces, not some shabby
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