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No More Attitude!
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No More Attitude! She was in the kitchen and after the 2nd loud noise he called out to her as he started that way, intending to check on her. Her terse “WHAT?” had him cocking an eyebrow as he rounded the corner. He told her he was just checking on her and again, a terse “I’m fine” was the answer. He asked her who pissed her off and she glared at him. His other eyebrow went up and she huffed away. He shook his head and walked up behind her, took her hand, and said “Follow me for a minute.” She immediately pulled back and started to protest, knowing what was about to happen and not ready to NOT be mad. He simply turned back, pushed her against the countertop, and bent her a little back over it while capturing her mouth in a kiss that left no room for argument. She started to protest and he took the kiss deeper and used the top of his leg to give the junction between her legs a rub. She gasped and he added a little more pressure. Her breath caught and he knew he had her. He pulled away and said “Follow me”, and turned and started for their bedroom. Her argument was weak and he didn’t bother to respond. When he reached the side of the bed he simply said “That’s enough” while unbuttoning her blouse. He left it hanging while unbuttoning her slacks and pushing them and her panties down. He slid her shoes off her feet and finished removing her pants and panties. His hands glided up her as he stood up and once again silenced her mouth with his own. When her breathing quickened, he pushed her blouse down to her elbows and tied the ends together in front her, then lowered her to the bed. His leg went between hers and he gave her another rub and she squirmed, trying to position where she wanted it most. He nibbled on her nipples through her bra, never stopping the rubbing with his leg and she went from sighing to whimpering. He moved his mouth down her body and she arched up into him instinctively, her knees falling apart. His tongue traced her, inside and out. She writhed and reached with her hips, trying to get his mouth where she wanted it. He lightly sucked her clit into his mouth and held it there while his tongue flicked the extended end. When she thrust up harder and cried out, he stopped and started the light tracing again. After the third time of repeating this process, she reached to try to untie the knot of her shirt. He told her no, her attitude had to change. She couldn’t decide to cuss at him or plead, and he climbed on the bed, and shifted her until he was leaning against the corner post and she was between his legs. He put her lower arms under his legs, put her ankles over his shoulders, and pulled her by the hips up to his mouth. He pulled her bra down and his fingers rolled and tweaked her nipples while his mouth resumed the tracing. She got her feet on his shoulder and started grinding her hips. He chuckled, knocked her feet off, then captured and held her hips. This time when he sucked her clit in and flicked it, he didn’t relent until she came for him. He told her “No more attitude” before he left her to recover, knowing that later… |
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For my thoughts when I was a skinny gal lol
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Nice post  Now I'm curious about what more of your thoughts are.
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Love it. I'm going to try out your technique for sucking pussy. I love to make her cum with my mouth.
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in the ords of Barry White You're the first, the last, my everything~~~
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