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Spider Eats Wolverine
🕑 Added 2019-08-24 20:00:00 +0000 UTC
Normally, Peter would’ve loved to hear the animalistic sounds that the normally taciturn Laura was making, moaning and panting with none of the sophistication most women tried to retain during sex, but showing exactly how much he was pleasing her. And though he did enjoy the background noise, he was far more occupied with what he was doing to provoke those sounds from Laura.
Namely, gnawing away at the hard little nipple on Laura’s breast. Its engorged sensitivity was perhaps the only thing that could keep him away from the dark, fleecy triangle between her legs, though he smelled her liquid arousal inviting him in. He wasn’t going to rush from one bit of Laura’s perfect body to another. He was going to enjoy all of its deliciousness in its own time.
He left the nipple glistening with his saliva, letting it out of his mouth to gawk at its hardness, how engorged it was, how perfectly it sat at the center of Laura’s heaving breast. Then Laura’s pitched moaning drew him back, told him she needed it as she never could in words.
His tongue slid out of his mouth to run up the slope of Laura’s teat, down it, covering every inch of her creamy skin with his drawling tongue before coming back to the summit of her breast. There, Peter flitted his tongue back and forth over the erect nipple, and found that it had grown even more tender without his ministrations.
Laura proved it, moaning again, louder. Peter molded his hand to the self-same breast he was tonguing, squeezing it, forcing her nipple outward and then driving it back into her soft flesh with his tongue. Laura’s lips parted again, this time wordlessly, lost between the almost painful possession of Peter’s groping hand on her tit and the sensual frenzy that she felt with Peter’s tongue pressing down on her nipple. She couldn’t keep her body under control. Laura took a deep breath, shoving her chest forward into Peter’s face, not sure if she had wanted to or not.
Peter opened his mouth to accept her nipple fully into his mouth and Laura immediately wanted as much of her tit inside Peter’s mouth as she could get—as Laura could give and Peter could take. She imagined the feel of his heated mouth not just on her nipple, but all over the firm flesh of her tit—doubling her pleasure, tripling her pleasure. Suddenly, the wild sensations Peter was giving her felt unsatisfactory. She needed to take what he could really dish out.
It was impossible for Peter to grow tired of Laura’s succulent cleavage, but her pussy was too tempting to deny anymore. He bit down on her protruding nipple to the point of pain, leaving it stinging in the open air as he kissed his way down the expanse of Laura’s belly.
Finding the cute dimple of her navel, he couldn’t resist wiggling his tongue into the sensitive space, invading Laura’s body with weird feelings. The wetness on her usually untouched belly button, the roughness of his tongue, even the cooling saliva all across her chest melded into a tingling series of sexual gratification. But she needed more—always more—and she pushed Peter’s head downward, his tongue downward, all the way to her cunt.
Then she howled, as Peter loved to hear.
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Shendude
So. Damn. Hot.
