PROLOGUE:
"OH, GOD, YES!" She screams as her thighs tighten around my head. I lick her deep, flicking at her pearl, as my chin coats from her arousal.
Her juices flush out, and I yearn to put my lips around her core, but I can wait my turn.
She humps my face like a wild cat as I pinch her nipples. Tweaking them to bring more sensation to her pleasures.
I watch her through her convulsions, her lips spread through her cries, and her hair is a mess.
She's a beautiful one.
I grip her legs, pulling her up into my breath as she arches her back, screaming the Lord's name in vain again.
My mouth never waivers.
I demand her pleasures. I own every drop until she walks out my door and back to her husband.
She bucks, grunting, trying to move me. I'm suctioned beyond her control, smacking her large arse, demanding more. Grunting through her juices, she's soaked into my face.
"No more. No more!" she cries. As more shudders rack her body and her soul slips. She's convulsing again through a silent scream. Her breath returns as she trembles, screaming out his name in vain.
I dig my fingers into her arse, lifting up onto my knees as she falls arching off the bed, and I deepen into her soaked lips, taking her to new heights.
She grabs the pillows behind her, rips at my sheets, and pulls at her hair. She screams through the torment of my ways, wickedly flicking my tongue against her pearl, my jaw crowned against her nether lips muffling into her heat. Suctioning her juices. Demanding her flavor.
She coats my chest.
I'm worth every damn penny…
I am the Muffler Man.
