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[Jezebel1669]

Her legs were shaking under her, and Eva knew that if she hadn't been resting on the desktop she'd already be down on her knees with Damon's tongue lapping at her cunt. Just the thought of it made her body tense up, she could feel the waves of pleasure building inside her and as her fingernails dug painfully into her asscheeks she fought back, holding her compsoure as long as she could.

Finally her breath exploded out of her in one long, drawn out gasp as Eva finally reached her limit. The tension in her body broke all at once and she felt the climax hit her hard. Harder than anything she'd experienced for years, and for a brief moment she struggled to recall ever having felt so good.

Even as she did the photographer realised that her sudden relaxation had had another unintended effect. The moisture which was now dripping down her thighs, splashing ito a puddle on the floor between her feet, had also exploded out to coat Damon's face in a shower of her vaginal juices.

Rolling her body to one side, her hands releasing her buttocks as she slid one up onto her hip and the other out to stroke through the singer's now sticky hair, Eva smiled playfully at him. "Damn Damon, sorry about that," she said in a playful tone which completely contradicted her words. The gentle giggle which escaped her pouting lips as she looked back at the man whose face reminded her of a wet puppy didn't help much either.

 

[LucianDevine]

Damon knew what the end result of his ministrations was going to be, but nothing could have prepared him for the gush of fluid that literally erupted from Eva's aroused pussy. He had planned to catch as much of her release in his mouth as he could, but the second the first gush hit his face, he tasted the distinct difference with his tongue. His reaction then was purely instinctual, and after a primal grunt of surprise, he let out a long groan as he continued flicking his tongue against her clit with an almost violent intensity.

Only when Eva made to shift to her side did Damon release the white-knuckled grip he hadn't even been aware that he had on Eva's hips. His head was still between her thighs as she slid a hand through the sticky matted mess that was his hair. He heard her words, and couldn't help but smile before he gave her pussy a parting kiss as he rose to his feet before her.

"Are you though?" Damon asked in a voice as playful as hers had been. He rolled Eva slowly to her back so that he could lean down and press a tender kiss to her lips, knowing full well that she would taste the abundant evidence of her release on his lips. He didn't care much about what happened next. He just wanted to be here with her.