The Love Of Money - Episode 176
30-07-25 (04:07)
Hardly wanting to put up a fight when I was enjoying
what she was doing so much, I closed my eyes and
sighed. I concentrated on the feel of her warm lips as
she trailed down my chest and the sensation of the
cool air surrounding my cock as I felt her fingers hook
the elastic band of my underwear and pull it down,
exposing me. She kissed down my abdomen, around
my belly button, and then her mouth was on my dick;
two warm, moist pillows delivered little kisses up and
down my shaft. They were followed by the flat of her
tongue as she dragged it up one side of my member
and back down. I'd always enjoyed watching Erin
work, but experiencing her oral ministrations without
seeing what she was doing was a new and exciting
experience,
I let out an involuntary gasp as I felt her engulf my
entire cock, feeling her lips seal around its girth as she
took two-thirds in her mouth at one time. By now, I
was fully hard, proving that I was a liar and that
despite the horror of the past three days, I definitely
could participate in Erin's games.
As she slid her lips up and down my shaft, my hips
tried to leave the table as I wanted more of my cock in
her mouth. I felt a pang shoot up the left side of my
back and winced as I was reminded that despite the
medication the doctor gave me, I had suffered a
lot in the past few days, and I needed rest.
Erin must have noticed because I felt her hand press
against my chest, a non-verbal reminder that I should
just lay back and let her do everything. I obliged and
enjoyed the next few minutes of my assistant's mouth
around my dick. With every plunge on my member, she
got another fraction of its length inside her, and I felt
the head of my cock hit the back of her throat before
too long.
That didn't stop her, though. Without breaking pace, she
continued plunging down on my cock, and felt the
mushroom head continually squeeze a little more into
her throat. She let out a little gagging sound with every
thrust as her fingers found my testes and massaged
them. I could feel her drool slipping down my shaft,
collecting along the root as she continued to assault her
own throat with my cock. In no time, I felt her small,
elfin nose brush against my abdomen as she managed
to get my entire member inside her. She had shown
me such tenderness and kindness while giving herself
entirely to me. Erin had done more for me than almost
anyone... constantly giving her time and loyalty. She'd
shown me gentle affection when I needed it, fucked
with wild
abandon, and had even submitted to women like Helen
and Natashya for my sake. Erin was one of the best
things that had ever happened to me.
All the women in my life so far had been forces of
nature that had improved my life in a myriad of ways,
and I nearly lost one of them last night. Technically, I
nearly lost them all, had the man who disappeared
gotten his wish and finished me off. I needed to do
better. I needed to be better. This entire time- fuck!
Erin had just done something with her tongue on the
underside of my cock that made me shiver, and I felt
the rising tide of my orgasm jump up several points. I
opened my eyes and looked down at her, wondering
what she'd done. With that mischievous smile in her
dark eyes, she squeezed my cock back down her throat
and then began gagging on it, her throat constricting as
it massaged my shaft.
"Jesus, Erin," I whispered, and she dislodged my cock
from her throat and sat up. A trail of saliva connected
her lips to my member for several moments until she
moved back up my body, moving one slender leg over
my hips to straddle me. She was wearing a skirt, and
as she settled her crotch on my naked cock. I felt the
warm, moist lips of her pussy settle around it, and she
began to slide her cunt up and down my length as she
looked down at me, gracing me with another sweet
smile. With her silver hair spilling over one shoulder and
stunning good looks, she looked like a bronze angel
rocking back and forth on me.
I made a vow to myself to do better to be the kind of
man who could not only afford women like Erin in my
life but also deserved them. I would be less naive. I
would plan my moves more carefully. I would take
better care of myself and those closest to me. I was
done letting things happen to me. It was time started
making things happen.
The head of my cock caught on the opening of my
assistant's pussy, and she paused. We stared at each
other in complete silence and feeling impatient, I rolled
my hips up, feeling the mushroom head slip a fraction
deeper inside her. We both hissed at the same time,
me in pain as a dull, throbbing sensation rolled through
my back; Erin in pleasure as she felt my steel-hard
member slowly invading her pussy.
She smiled at me appreciatively, biting her lip as she
shook her. head. "No, Marcus," she whispered. "Let me."
Then she peeled her shirt off her torso and over her
chest. I stared in total lust and appreciation at her petite
frame, enjoying the slight curve of an
impossibly tiny waist that I could almost wrap my
hands all the way around. My libido screamed in desire
as I took in her light- bronzed skin and gravity-defying
breasts that seemed to fit her frame perfectly. I lusted
after this woman just as much right noW as I had the
first time she'd bared herself to me. In this life-
affirming moment, just after coming as close to death
as I'd ever been, I desired her even more.
She leaned forward, placing a hand on either side of
me to keep her body weight from causing me any
extra pain. I felt her perky breasts brush my chest as
she brought her nose to mine and brushed it
affectionately. She rolled her hips, and I felt the head of
my cock pierce her tight slit, squeezing into her despite
how wet she was. I took a deep breath and closed my
eyes as Erin sank onto me and felt her lips graze mine
again. She began to work herself up and down my
shaft, her tiny body lightly brushing mine as the walls
of her pussy milked my dick.
She delivered several warm kisses to my sore face and
said, "Don't worry, Marcus. Just let me take care of
you."
My head rolled back, and I relaxed under the tiny form
of Erin. My Erin. Miles above the Earth, surrounded by
my bodyguards and in the tender care of my assistant.
I was safe. The consequences of what I'd just gone
through didn't matter. The dead bodies, the police,
Cartwright, and the VistaVision board... none of it
meant anything. Not right now.
Erin was the only thing that mattered. I'd worry about
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