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V is for Velvet

Amelia: March 28th, 2026

Frank’s tongue feels like velvet against my clit. “Oh god,” I groan. My knees are getting shaky. I’m going to need to sit down. I grip his hair and pull his face back away from me. He tilts up to look at me, his chin nearly dripping with my juices. Fuck, that’s hot. “Come with me,” I say, and I drag him over to the sofa.

I sit back onto the cushions, and without being asked, Frank crawls between my legs again. He is eager, and I can feel my orgasm building quickly.

I groan out loud, moaning and writhing as my orgasm overtakes me. “Frank! God!” I yell, and then I have to push him away. He goes mostly willingly, sitting back on his heels in front of me. The look on his face is hungry, and I want him as much as it looks like he wants me. “Come here,” I say, reaching my hand out to him.

I don’t have to ask twice. He crawls on top of me on the sofa, wiping his face off on the back of his hand. I can smell myself on him, but I don’t care. He kisses me deeply, and I wrap my hands around him, pulling his whole body against mine. I want his cock inside me, and he’s very close. I can feel how hard he is, his cock pressed between us. I’m trembling with need for him, fuck.