Pregnant By The CEO by Cassandra Dee

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Pierce

Her room is cozy and old fashioned. It smells of brown sugar, perhaps due to the candle flickering on her desk. The little flame illuminates an old-fashioned typewriter. Cute.

Casey’s breathing heavily, obviously aroused, and I sniff a bit. Oh yeah, that’s a wet cunt smell. I’ve smelled it a lot in the past, and shit, but this little girl is really aromatic. She must have juices trailing down her thighs already, and my cock stiffens in anticipation.

Topless against the glow of the candle, Casey’s skin has turned to molten gold and she looks like a mermaid before leading me to her bed.

“Come on, big boy,” the woman purrs, getting on her hands and knees. “Let’s see what you got.”

But I don’t care about me. Instead, I’m ravenous to see her, so I yank off her gray shorts, making the woman squeal, revealing a pair of red lace panties. Oh shit. The wet pussy smell grows stronger in my nostrils and with satisfaction, I notice that there’s a damp spot at her crotch, growing larger by the minute. Good.

I slide my finger softly across the top of her panties, and then with no warning, yank quickly on the soft fabric so that it pulls against her clit. She squeals in surprise, jerking backwards, but I’m not having it. I yank on the material even harder, making sure the silk rubs against that sensitive nub.

“Oh oh oh!” she shrieks. “Oh god!”

That’s enough for now. She’s gushing like a waterfall now, and I want a taste. Swiftly, I pull my pants off and throw them atop my other discarded clothing before lunging towards the woman again. I’m a ravenous … and nothing’s going to stop me from owning this female.